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THE 

FINEST OF THE WHEAT 

No. 2 

Hymns New and Old 

KOR 

missionaryand revival meetings 

AND 

SABBATH-SCHOOLS 



EDITED BY 

GEO. D. ELDERKIN C. C. McCABE 

JNO. R. SWENEY 

WM. J. KIRKPATRICK and F. A. HARDIN 



THIRTIETH EDITION. 




CHICAGO: 

R. R. McCABE & CO., Publishers 

1 66 South Clinton Street 



COPYRIGHT, 1894, by R, R. McCABE and GEO. D ELDERKIN 



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•PRErAGC- 

CHORUS Choir of more than six hundred thousand voices 



attests the marvelous popularity of Finest of the Wheat 
No. I. The Editors cannot hope to surpass that book, but there 
is a very loud call for one of equal merit. 

In Finest of the Wheat No. 2 we have it. We send it forth 
believing it to be a worthy successor of No. 1. That is all the 
commendation it needs. From its pages we believe the grand 
Chorus Choir of No. \ and many thousands more in Camp 
Meetings, Revival Meetings, Social Meetings, Missionary Meet- 
ings, and Sabbath Schools will soon be chanting the praises of 
the King. 

The Editors. 



NOTIGB 

The words and music of nearly every piece in this hook are copyright property, 
ind cannot be reprinted in any form whatever without the written permission of the 
owners. The Publishers 



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More about Jesus. 



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Jno. R. Swknet. 



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1. More about Je-siis would I know. More of His grace to oth-ersshow; 

2. More a-t)Out Je-siis let me learn, More of His ho - ly will discern; 
:i. More a-boat Jesus; in His wonl, Holding conmiiiniou with my Lord; 
4. More a-ljout Je-sus; on His throne, Riches in glo - ry all His own; 



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More of His sav-ing full-ness see. More of His love who died for me. 
Spir - it of God, my teach-er be, Showing the things of Christ to me. 
Hearing Hisvoice.in ev - "ry line, Mak-ing each faithful say-ing mine. 
More of His kingdom's sure increase; More of His coming. Prince of Peace. 




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More of His sav -ing fall-ne,ss see, More of His love who died for me. 

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Bmlding for Eternity. 



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1. We are buildiug in sor-row or joy, A temple the world may not 

2. Ev-'ry tho't that we've ev - er had, Its own lit-tle place has 

3. Ev-'ry word that so light- ly falls. Giving some heart joy or 

4. Are you building for God a - lone, Are you building in faith and 




see, "Which time cannot mar nor destroy,"\Ve build for e - ter - ni - ty. 
fiU'd, Ev'ry deed we have done good or bad, Is a stone in the temple we build. 
pain, "Will shine in our tem-ple walls, Or ev - er its beaut-y stain, 
love, A tem-ple the Fa-ther will own, In the cit-y of light a - bove? 




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We are building ev - 'ry day, A tem-ple the world may not 

We are building, building, ev -'ry day, 




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Since I Have Been Redeemed. 



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1. I have a so)iy I love to sing, Since I have l)een re 

2. I have a Christ that sat- is -lies, Since I have been re 

3. I have a U'j7-»eA\s, briisht and clear, Since I have been re 

4. I have a joy I can't ex i)ress, Since I have Ijeen re 

5. I have a /tO)»e pre - par'd lor me, Since 1 have l)een re 





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Of my lie- deem- er. Sav - ior. Kine. Since I have Wen re deem'd. 

T<) do Mis will my liijjh -est prize. Since I liavc l)een re deem'd. 

Dis - pt'll - inti ev - 'ry donht and fear, Since I liave been re deem'd. 

All tiiro' His l)loo<l and rinht-eons-ness, Since I have been rt'-decm'd. 

Where I shall dwell e - ter - nal - Iv, Since I have l)een redcem'd. 




Since I .'. . . have been re-<leem'd, Since I have been re<\eem'd, 

Since I have been re<leem'd. Since I have been redeem'd. 




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deem'd, I will glo - ry in my Sav - ior's name. 

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For Christ and the Church. 



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1. For Christ aud the church, let our voic - es ring. Let us hon - or the 

2. For Christ and the ohnrch, be our earn-est pra.ver. Let us fol - low His 

3. For Chri.st aud the church, willing oti" rings make. Time aud tal-ents and 

4. For Christ aud the church, let us cast a - side, By His con-quer ing 







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name of our own bless-ed King. Let us work with a will in the 

ban - uer. the cross dai - ly bear, Let us yield, wholly yield, to His 

gold, lor the dear Mas-ter's sake; We'll re mem - ber the best we can 

grace, chains of self, fear and pride; May our lives be eu-riched by an 

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of youth, And loy - al - ly stand for the kingdom of truth. 
it's pow'r, Aud faith-ful - ly serve Him in life's brightest hour, 
to Him. The heart's wealth of love, that will nev - er grow dim. 
.so grand. Then hap- py the call to the Sav-ior's right hand. 



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or Chri.st our dear Ke-deem - er. For Christ who died to save, 




For the Church His blood hath purchased, Lord, make ns pure and brave. 






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Can a Boy Forget his Mother? 



J. H. Wkbbb. 



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1. Can a boy lor - get his moth - er's pray'r, When he lias 

2. Can a lx)y for - get his moth - er's lace, Whose heart was 

3. Can a boy lor - get his moth - er"s d<K>r, From which he 

4. Can a boy lor - get that she is deatl, Though ma - iiy 
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waii-dered, God knows where? It's «h)wn the ])ath of death and 

kind and filletl with grai-e? Her lov - ing voice it ech - oes 
wan-dered years be - fore? With tears and sighs she said. "(;oo<l- 
years have passed and fle<l? Tliose tears, that pray'r, that sweet ''(iood- 



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shame, But moth-er's i)ray'i's are hcaixl tlie same!] 

sweet: She waits, she hmgs her Ih)V to meet! i ^, , , 

bye. Meet me. my Im.v. l>e - yond the .sky!" K"""* ^^ck, my 

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Keep Close to Jesus. 



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2. Nev - er mind the storms or tri - als as you go, Keep close to 

3. To be safe from the darts of the e - vil one. Keep close to 

4. We shall reach our home in heav-en by and by, Keep close to 




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Jesus all the way; For He is the Guide, and He knows the way best, 

Je-sus all the way; 'Tis a com -fort and joy His fa-vor to know, 

Je-sus all the way; Take the shield of faith till the vic-t'ry is won, 

Je-sus all the way; Where to those we love well nev-er say good-bye, 



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Wonderful Peace. 





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niel - o - dy sweet-er than i)s;ilni; In ce - les- tial like strains it nn- 
deep in the heart of my soul; So se - cure that no pow-er can 
sweetly in Je - sus' con- trol; For I" m kept from all dan-ger by 
Au-thor of peace I shall see, That one strain of the song which the 
down the rough pathway of time! Make Je - sns vour friend ere the 

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ceas - ing - ly falls O'er my soul like an in - fl - nite calm, 
mine it a - way, While the years of e - ter - ui - ty roll, 
night and by day, And His glo - ry is flood - ing my soul, 
ran - somal will sing, In that heav-en - ly kinp-dom will 1)6, 
shad-ows grow dark; Oh, ac-ceptof this peace so sub-lime. 




Peace! Peacel Wonderful peace, Coming down from the Father a - bove; Sweep 







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Thou dost dwell with-in my 
I en - joy the sweet-est 

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heart, Make me clean 
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sus, keep me white, keep me wlnte. Keep me 
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walking, keep me walkinji in the light, All 

Keep me walking in the light. 



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Jesus Leads. 



'And when he putteth forth his own slieip.J 
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>«-fnre thim.and the sheep follow him: 
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1. Like u ahep-lienl. ten - tier, true, 

2. All a - loiifi Hies riig-fjed road 
;{. riiro' the sun - lit ways ol' lite 

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.le-sus leads, . . . ,Ie-siis lea«ls, .... 

Je sus leads Jesus leads 

Je-siis leatls, Je-sus leads, 

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Dai - ly finds ns pastures new, 
Till we reach yon t)lest a - Ixxle, 
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If thick mists are o'er the way, Or the fl<x-k 'mid danfier feecls, 

All the way, l)e fore. He's trod. And He now the tlock precedes, 
When we reach the Jordan's tide. Where life's lx)und-'ry-line re-cede.s, 

If thick mists are o'er the wav, Or the flock 'mid danger feeds, 




He will watch them lest they stray, Je - sus leads, ... Je - sus leads. 

Safe in - to the fold of God Je-sus lea<ls Je-sus leads. 

He will spread the waves a - side, Je sus leads Je - sus leads. 

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Put My Name on the List. 



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svield the sword of the Spir 
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my of the King? Who will 
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the true, the pure? Who will 


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sign a life - en - list - meut, aud his full al - le - giance bring? 
join the roy - al ar - my, and the Lead - er's bid - ding do? 
raise the might - y stand - ard? who will to the end en - dure? 




For the cause de - mands ev - 'ry no - ble gift and power; Who will 
Who will take the shield of the faith that's sure to win, And the 
Who will march, or halt, as the trump -et- call shall sound?Who will 




fol - low af - ter Je - sus? who'll be - gin this ver - y hour? 
"hel - met of sal - va - tion," in the war - fare waged with sin? 
bear the cross for Je - sus, till with star - ry light he's crowned? 



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Put My Name. Concluded. 



battles, and His glo - ry sinji;; And wheu the sun- set bells shall their 




fi-nal vict'rv ring.I'll have a joy-ful welcome in the pal-ace of the King. 

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Rise, and Let Him in! 



R. E. McNeill. 




j Do yon hear the Sav-ior's voice call-inp, calling you to-night? 
\ And that voice so soft and sweet. bids you come in - to the light; 
j Oh! such wondrous, wondrous love: }Ie has died for you and nie; 
/ He is p!ead-ing,plead-ing now, hear the voice 'tis call- ing thee; 
j He is knock-ing, knocking still, asks ad - mis sion to your heart; 
^ Don't re-ject the ten - der call, do not say to Him, de - part; 
3 Soon the days of grace are o'er, Soon be - fore Him we shall stand; 
/ An - gel voic-es cjvU - ing now wel-come to the heav'n-ly land; 



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12 He's the Prince of Peace-makers. 



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He hath spo - ken, "Be still," the Ee - buk - er of seas: 

2. He hath quick-ened my soul by a life from a - bove; 

3. He's a won - der - ful Je - sus, this Sav - ior of mine: 

4. I will love Him, and serve Him, from now till I die; 



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He hath hushed in - to si - lence the waves and the winds, 

He hath par - doned and washed me as white as the snow, 

He's my Strength, and my Wis - dom, my Life, and my Lord, 

He's the fair - est, and dear - est, of all to my soul, 

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By ap - ply - ing His blood and re - mov - ing my sins. 

And my heart with His love, does this mo - ment o'er - flow. 

And en - throned in my heart, to be loved and a - dored. 

And our livas shall be one, while e - ter - ni - ties roll. 



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He's the Prince of Peace-makers. Concluded. 




deem me And cleanse me, He shed His owu blcxxl; My a - dop- tion is sealed. 




I'm a child ol'the Kinj;. And Ibr-ev-er and ev -er of Je - sns I'll sing. 



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1. When tenip-ta-tions press my S4ml.When the rlonds a - Imve me roll. 
'J. Oh, for naught of tfhie or plaif, On - ly let me see Thy face, 
:{. Thns se-ciire-ly to a - hide I'.v - er mar Thy bleed-injr side; 




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I believe Thou canst console, Giv-ing inward peace.— 
G<Kxlness,mercy,truth and grace, Then shall I re-ceive. Peace in l)e-liev- ing, 
Trust-ing Thee if ill be- tide. Thee and Thee alone. 

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1. Throw out the Life-Liue a - cross the dark wave, There is a brother whom 

2. Tlirow out the Life-Line with hand quick and strong, Why do you tarry, my 

3. Throw out the Life-Liue to res cue the lost, Men who in anguish and 

4. Soon will the sea -son of res -cue be o"er; Swift-ly they drift to e - 




some one should save; Somebody's broth-er, O who then will dare, To 
broth-er, so long? See, he is sink-ing. O hast -en to - day. And 
sor - row are tossed; Winds of temp-ta- tion and billows of woe Are 
ter - ni - ty"s shore, Hast-en to help them, far out o'er the wave; O 

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press iug them downward wheredark waters flow. ^ Throw out the Life-Lme! 
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1. "Tho' your sins be as scar-let. They shall be as white as snow; assuow; 

2. Hear the voice that entreat.s >oii, Oil, return yc un - to (Jod! to (Jod! 

3. He'll forgive your trausgressious, .\ud remember them no more; no more 




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16 Victory through Grace. 

Sallie Martin. Jno. R. Swbkbt. 




1. Conquering now and still to conquer, Rideth a King in 

2. Conquering now and still to conquer, Who is this wonder 

3. Conquering now and still to conquer, Je-sus,Thou Rul-er 

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Thrones and their sceptres all shall per-ish. Crowns and their splendor 

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See them with courage ad - vanc-ing. Clad in their hril-liant ar - ray. 
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Shouting the name of their Leader, Hear them ex - ult-ing - ly say. 

They are the stars that for - ev - er Hright in His kingdom will shine. 

Find in Thv mansions e - ternal Rest, when their warfare is past. 

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Victory through Grace. Concluded. 




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He sjxid, "The yoke is ejis - y. The bur - den, it is light." 
And Righteousness his breast-plate; The Spir it's sword he'd wield. 
He cried ''The yoke is eas - y. The bur - den, it is light." 
.\nd in the Hanies be - side him The Son of God appeared. 
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In prison, at the stake. 
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'Twas all for .Tesns' sake. 
That (Jod .should count him worthy 

Was such supreme delight, 
He cried. "'The yoke is ea.sy, 

The burden, is so light." 



I saw him overcoming. 

Through all the swelling strife, 
Until he cros.sed the threshold 

Of God's Eternal Life. 
The Crown, the Throne, the Sceptre, 

The Name, the Stone so W^hite, 
Were his. who found, in Jesus, 

The yoke and burden light 
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\ Un-con-scious he drifts on the waves of his fol - ly. Still farther and 
\ His soul in sad ex- ile now longs for the homestead. And deep'ningcon- 
') He hears as in childhood, those sweet words of Jesus, 'Come, all ye that 
3 New songs of re - joic-ing now thrill that old homestead, The best robe bro't 
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home" that have long been reposing. By fin-gers unseen are a-wak ened a-new. 
weakne.srt. but .strength is iiii|)arted ; .Vnd gladly he's welcomed by l-'allier at home, 
stretched to rescue the needy. And bring you to mansions He's promised above 




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Anjrthing, Lord, for Thee. 



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1. What won Idst Thou have me to do. Ix)rd? What-ev-er it may be, Though 

2. Where wouldst Thou have me to go, Lord? Wher-ev-er it may be, My 

3. What wouldst Thou have me to yield, Lord? Whatever it may be. All, 

4. What is Thy will for me now, Lord? Whatev-er it may be, Though 



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mine is a weak and trembling hand, I'm will-ing to do at Thy command 
feet Thou hast placetl on the King's highway, Thy grace doth enable me to say, 
all that I have and am is Thine, And willingly, gladly I re-sign 
worldlings may seek what the world can give, I covenant here henceforth to live 

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Anywhere. Lord, for Thee, Anywhere. Lord, any where, Lord, any where, Lord, 
Ev'rything.Lord for Thee. Ev'rything, Lord, ev'ry thing, Iyord,ev'ry thing, Lord, 
Ev'ryday, Ix)rd, for Thee, Ev'ry day. Lord, ev'ryday, Ix)rd, ev'ryday, Lord, 
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for Thee; Thy grace doth enable me to say. Anywhere. Lord, for Thee, 

for Thee; Now willingly, glad-ly I re-sign, Ev'rything. Ix)rd. lor Thee, 

for Thee; I covenant here henceforth to live Every day. Lord, for Thee. 




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W. J. K. 



Jesus for Me. 



WM. J. KmKPATKICK 






1. Je-siis, my Sav-ior, is all things to me, Oh, what a won-der-ful 

2. Jesus in sickness, and Je - sus in health, Je - sus in pov-er-ty, 
i. He is my Ref-iige, my Kock. and my Tower, He is my For-tress. my 
1. He is my Prophet, my Priest and my King, He is my Bread of Life, 
5. Je-sus in sor - row, in joy, or in pain, Je - sus, my Treasure in 




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com-fort or wealth, Sun-shine or tem-pest, what-ev - er it be, 

Strength and my Power; Life ev - er - last-ing, my Day'sman is He, 

Fountain and Spring; Bright Sun of Righteousness, Day-star is He, 

loss or in gain; Constant Corn-pan - ion, wher-e'er I may be, 

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2. When all was dark, One touch'd my eyes, And that is all I know; 

3. How it was done, I can - not say. Nor e- ven think nor dream; 

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For light camedown from par- a - disc. And set my soul a - glow. 
Nor why a touch of moistened clay Should make thing^s what they .seem. 
Wipes tears a- way from sttr-row's lace. And teach-es grief a song. 



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Showers of Blessing. 



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1. Here in Thy name we are gathered, Come and re-vive us, O Lord; 

2. Oh, that the shovv-ers of bless-ing Now on our souls may de -scend, 

3. There shall he showers of bless-ing, Promise that nev-er can fail; 

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While at the foot-stool of nier-cy Pleading Thy promise we hend! 
Thon wilt re - gard our pe - ti-tion; Sure-ly our faith will pre-vail. 
Show - ers of bless ing, oh, grant them; Thine all the glory shall be. 

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W. A OODEN. 



Scattering Precious Seed. 



Geo. C. Hugo. 



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2. Scat-ter - inj; pre-cious seed for the grow - ing 

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24 Go Tell the World of His Love. 



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1. Heirs to the kingdom of Je - sus the Lord, Go tell the world of His love; 

2. Thiuk how He labored that we might have rest, Go tell the world of His love; 

3. Plead to the lost ones to come while they may, Go tell the world of His love; 




Publish the blessings that flow from His word, Go tell the world of His love 

Think how He suffered that we might be bless'd, Go tell the world of His love 

Je - sus is wait-ing, He'll save them today, Go tell the world of His love 



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Fill'd with His fullness, no long-er for-bear. Go lell the world of His love 

Love that will bring us to glory at last, Go tell the world of His love 



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There's a Hand Held Out 




There's a hand held out in pit - y, There's a hand held out in love;. . 

'Tis the blessed hand of Je -sus, .... Oh, how gently will it lead!. . 

Oh, how .sweet its touch of healing To the wounded heart ap-plied, . 

Ye-s, 'tis love to me a sin - ner, Prompts this hand to reach so low, . . 
I^t me take this hand e.xtended, .... Knowing that it leads a - right, . 
Henceforth, hand in hand together, .... Hap-py will the jour-ney be,. . . . 




It will guide us to the cit- y, Where our Father dwells a - bove. . . 

In its ten-tier grace and mercy Breaking not the "bruis-ed reed." 

When the hand that bears the uail-prints Draws us to the riv - en side. 
Keachingdown that it may lift me. . . . To the heights where bles.siugs flow. 

Finding ev - 'ry step de-fend-ed By my .'Savior's love and might. 

Walking with my "Elder Brother". . . . Till His bles.s-ed home I see. . . . 




There's a hand held out to you (to you), There's a hand held out to me (to me), 




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The Waiting Savior. 



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2. List - en, O my soul, with wonder, That the Sav - ior comes to thee, 

3. Come and en - ter, pre-cious Sav-ior, Come, dear Fa-ther, with the Son, 



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Ev - er knock-ing, ev - er wait-ing, Wait-ing what thy Avill .shall he. 

Come, Thou ev - er lov - ing Spir- it, Come, Thou Holy Three in One. 



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Oh, for grace to list - en to Him, Oh, for grace to list - en to Him, 




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I heanl the Sav-ior's words so blest, I^ne found me; Come weary, heiiv-y- 

The Spir - it rous'd me from my sleep, I>ove found me; Con-vic-tion seiz'd me 

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Love found me; 
For saving from an endless death. 

Love found me; 
Christ is my advocate above. 

Love found me; 
I'm yoked to Him in perfect love, 

Love found me.— Cho. 



4 And when I reach the gold paved street, 

Love found me: 
I'll sit adoring at His feet. 

Love found me; 
And sing hosannas round the throne, 

Love found me; 
"Where I shall know as I am known, 

Love found me. — Cho. 



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The Best Friend is Jesus. 



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2. What a friend I have found in 

3. Tho' I pass thro' the night of 

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Je - sus! Peace and comfort to my 
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fear no ill or harm; Oh, the best friend to have is .Te - sus. 

Sav - ior is so near; Oh, the best friend to have is Je - sus. 

Him for-ev - er-more; Oh, the best friend to have is Je - sus. 



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The Best Friend is Jesus. 



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Hark, Hark, my Soul! 



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1. Hark, hark, my soul! angelic songs are swelling O'er earth's green fields and 

2. On-ward we go, for still we hear them singing, "Come, weary souls, for 

3. Far, far a-way, like bells at evening peal-ing, The voice of Je - sus 

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Je-sns bids you come:" And, thro' the dark, its echoes sweet-ly ring-ing, 

sounds o'er land and sea; And la-den souls by thousands meekly steal-ing, 
of the songs a-bove; Till morning's joy shall end the night of weep-ing, 
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2. Tho' sown ill ttaii^j thro' weti-ry years, The.see«l will siire-ly live; 

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With joy un- told your sheaves of gold. Will all l)e garnered there. 



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last. 



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1. I've a mes-sage from the Lord, Hal - le - lu - jah! The 

2. I've a mes-sage full of love, Hal - le - In - jab! A 

3. Life is of - fered uu - to thee, Hal - le - lu - jah! E- 

4. I will tell you how I came; Hal - le - lu - jah! To 



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life thy soul shall have. If you'll on - ly look to 

when He made me whole; 'Twas he -liev-ing on His 

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1. Kich are the momentH ot hlfss-ing Je - bus my Sav - ior l)e - htows 

2. Kich are the nioiiieiit.s of blefvs-inj;. Ix>vely. and hal-low'd. jhhI sweet 
W. Why should I ev - er irrow wta-rv? Why slioiild I faint Ity tht- way? 
4. Tho' by the mist and the shad-ow Konietinies my sky may be dim, 

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When from my hi - Imit at noon-tide Calm - ly I rest at His feet. 

Has He not promised to jrive n>e Strength for the toils of the day? 

Rich are the moments of bless-in^ Spent in <"om-mun-ion with Him. 

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34 Come, Great Deliverer, Come. 

" Thou art my help and ray deliverer."— Ps. 40: 17. 
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1. O hear my cry, be gracious uow to me, Come, Great Deliv'rer, come; 
3. I have no place, no shelter from the night,Come, Great Deliv'rer, come; 

3. My path is lone, and wea-ry are my feet, Come, Great Deliv'rer, come: 

4. Thou v?ilt not spurn contrition's broken sigh, Come, Great Deliv'rer, come; 




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My soul bowed down is longing no or fhee. Come. Great Deliv'rer. come. 
Oue look from Thee would give me life and light, Come, Great Deliv'rer, come 
Mine eyes look up Thy lov-ing smile to meet. Come, Great Deliv'rer, come. 
Re - gard my prayer,and hear my humble cry, Come, Great Deliv'rer, come 



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2. Keck-ou-iiig hands of a luotli-er whose love Sac - ri-ficed life, its de- 

3. Beck-on-ing hands of a lit - tie one, seel Ha - by voice call-ing O 

4. Beck-on-ing hands of a hus-hand, a wife, Watching and wait-ing the 

5. Brightest and l>est of that glo - ri - ous throng, Cen-ter of all, and the 




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vo - tion to prove; Hands of a fa - ther to niem-o- ry dear, 

mother for thee; Ko - sy-cheek'd dar - ling, the light of the home, 

iov'd one of life; Mauds of a broth - er, a sia-ter, a friend, 

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Beck - on up high - er the wait-ing ones here. Beau - ti-ful bauds, 

Tak - eu so ear - ly, is heck-ou-iug "come." Beau - ti-ful hands. 

Out from the gate - way to- night they ex-tend. Beau -ti ful hands, 

I^'-ing-ly call-ing with beck-on - ing hands. Beau - ti-ful hands, 




beck - on - ing hands. Call - ing the dear ones to heav - en - ly lands; 




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Where He Leads 111 Follow. 



"Come unto me, all ve that labor aud are heavy-laden, and I will give you regt." Matt. 11; 
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37 Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, Alone. 



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2. Thy Ho - ly Spir - it. Ix)rd, a - lone Can deep - er love in - spire. His 

3. Thy Ho - ly Spir - it, Ix)nl. can bring The gift^ we seek in prayer, His 

4. Thy Ho - ly Spir - it, Lord, (uin give The grace we need this hour. .And 



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power a - lone with -in our souls Can light the sa - cre<l fire, 
voice can wort! s of com - fort speak And still each wave of care, 
while we wait, O Spir - it, come In sane - ti - fy - iug jMiwer. 






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1. Send out the sunlight, the sunlight of cheer, Shine on earth's sadness till 

2. Send out the sunlight iu let - ter and word; Speak it and think it till 

3. Send out the sunlight each hour and each day, Crown all the years with its 

4. Send out the sunlight as tree as the air! Bless ings will fol - low with 



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hearts are all stirred— Hearts that are hun-gry for prayers still un-heard, 
lura - iu - ous ray, Nour-ish the seeds that are sown on the way, 
none to com - pare. Blessings of peace, that will rise from despair! 




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Blessed Hiding. 




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The Precious Blood. 



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2. Oh, come, and wel-come, to my heart, The blood of Je - sus cries; 
',i. It arms the soul, by faith, to fight The bat - ties of the I^rd, 
4. There great tri-umph -ant songs of praise, Are sung to Him, who died 






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See thy sal - va - tion's work complete, In my great sac - ri - fice. 
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It jus - ti - fies, it sane - ti - fies, It makes the sin - ner shine 
"While rest - ing on th'a -ton - ing blood. E'en Jor -dan's wavesare riv'n — 
Oh, may we now with thank-ful hearts, Re - ceive Him and a - dore. 




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In spot - less robes of right- eous-ness Wrought by a hand divine. 
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Lest He should stand and wait, and knock, And plead with us no more. 



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The Precious Blood. 



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A Song There is. 



"And thpv sung a new sous;, savin-; Tliou wasi slain, and hast redeemed us 

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2. Kedeem'd from sin, made pure and white, That love we'll l>et-ter know; 

3. Whate'er we have of wealth or bli.s.s, That love for us hath l>ought; 

4. To sing that song is bliss su - preme, It rings thro' hogv'n a-lx)ve; 



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And we shall oft this song re - peat In the shin-i 
Up there in God's e - ter - nal light We .shall learn 
No friend can give us love like this For it pass- 
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42 Winning Souls for Jesus. 

J. U M "He that winneth smils is wise."— Pr. 14: 30. J. K. MackaT. 

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1. RoTise, ye Chris-tian work-ers, be ye up and do- iug, Shall the 

2. Wait, no long - er for some more con- ven - ient sea - son, Souls are 

3. J»o your spir - its fal • ter at the un - der - tak - iug, Lest one 

4. Ev - 'ry .soul you win shall add a star of lieau - ty To the 






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Mas - ter's king-dom suf - fer at your hands? There are pre-cious souls just 
dy - ing 'round you. let them not be lost; Talk or sing of Je - sus, 
might re - pay you with a cru - el sneer? Do not let them per - ish, 
crown of glo - ry Je-sus has for you; Al- ways thus be work -ing. 




?ait-iug for your woo-ing, Go ye forth and \\\n them,Christ your Lord commands. 
they will yield to rea-.son, Tell of their re-denip tion,what a price it cost, 
stand no long-er qnak-ing.Wiu them for the Mas - ter, tell them He is near, 
do - iug all your du - ty. Winning souls for Je - sus, they will bless you too. 

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43 O for a Heart Whiter than Snow. 



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1. O for a heart that is whit-er than snow! Kept, ev - er kept,'neath the 

2. O for a heart that is whit-er than snow! Calm in the peace that He 

3. O for a heart that is whiter than snow I With the pure flame of the 

4. O for a heart that is whit-er than snow! Then in His grace and Hie. 

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life - giv- ing flowjCleansed from all pas - sion, self- seek-ing, and pride, 
loves to be -stow; Dai - ly re-freshed by the heav-en-ly dews, 
Spir - it a -glow; Filled with the love that is true and sin -cere, 
know-ledge to grow; Grow - ing like Him who ray pat -tern shall be, 




Washed "in the fount - ain of Cal - va - ry's tide. 
Read - y for serv - ice whene'er He shall choose 
Love that is a - ble to ban - ish all fear. 
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44 Hell Mention Them No More. 

"They shall not be mentioned unto him."— Ezek. 17: 22. 
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2. Oh, wondrous grace, so rich and free, That mentions not my sins to me, 

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Since Je - sus in re - deeming love Brought mer-cy from a - bove. 
Oh, let my life its trib - ute bring. My heart ex - ult-ant sing. 
And when I reach that hap - py shore, I'll praise Him ev - er - more. 



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1. "When the port of heav-en o - peus to a world redeemed from sin, 

2. There the harps shall thrill as harps were never known to thrill ))e-fore, 

3. And when ceaseless a - ges shall have passed, with ages vet to come, 
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When from all of earthly sor- row free we rest with-in that home, 




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'Un - to Him who hath redeemed us let e - ter - nal glo - ry be!" 

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Come, sinner, come! 
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Come, sinner, come! 
Jesus will not deceive you. 

Come, sinner, come! 
Jesus can now redeem you, 

Come, sinner, come! 



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Come, sinner, come! 
Come, and receive the blessing, 

Come, sinner, come! 
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Come, sinner, come! 
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Come, sinner, come! 



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The City Beyond. 



Mrs. Thos. Mat Peirce 
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1. We'll sing of the statutes di - vine,Whilst pilgrims, lest here we de-spond; 

2. How blessed as children and heirs To en - ter that man-sion a - bove, 

3. And whether we bear to that land Heart sorrows or mem - o - ries fond, 

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the cit-y be-yond; When the children of grace Having passed thro' the gate, 
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2. O the unsearchable riches of Christ, Who shall their greatness declare! 

3. O the unsearchable riches of Christ, Freely, how freely they flow; 

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Jew - els whose lustre our lives may adorn, Pearls that the poorest may wear. 
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Turn out His enemy and thine; 
That soul-destroying monster, Sin, 
And let the heavenly Stranger in. 



5 Admit Him, ere His anger bui^, — 
His feet, departed, ne'er return; 
Admit Him, or the hour's at hand 
You" 11 at His door rejected stand. 



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The Very Same Jesus. 



'This same Jesus 



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2. Come, feast up - on the "living bread," He's just the same Je - sus 
:i Come, tell Him all your griefs and fears, He's just the same Je - sus 
4. Come uu -to Him for clear- er light, He's just the same Je - sus 



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As when the mul - ti - tudes He fed. The ver-y same Je-sus. 


As when He shed those lov - ing tears, The ver-y same Je-sus. 


As when He gave the blind their sight, The ver-y same Je-sus. 


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He's just the same Jesus; 
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Mighty to Save. 

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Keep me Ever. 



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2. At my post of du - ty still Keep, O 

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4. I mean to live for Jesus while here on earth I stay. And when His voice shall 




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in His love I see, They'd come and shout salvation, and sing His praise with me. 
joicing on the shore. We'll shout His praise in glory, and sing for-evermore. 




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Let Me to Thy Bosom Fly. 



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1. Pray'r is the key For tlie bending knee To open the morn's first hours; 

2. Not a soul so sad, Nor a heart so ghtd. When cometli the shades of night, 

3. Take the golden key lu your hand and see, As the night tide drifts a-way, 






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Come to Jesus 







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3. When I trusted, sim-ply trusted, Thrilled to life my dy - ing soul; 

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2. O Jesus, mighty Sav-ior I trust in '1 hy great name, I look for Tliy sal- 

3. Oh, let the tire descending Just now upon my soul. Consume my humble 

4. I'm Thine, O blessed Jesus, Wash'd by Thy precious blood, Now seal me by Thy 







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Vale of Beulah. 

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. / I am pass- ing down the val - ley that they say is 

■ \ 'Tis to me the vale of Beu - lah, 'tis a beau - ti - 
j^ 1 Not a shad - ow, not a shad - ow ev - er dark - ens 

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For the Sav - ior walks be - side me, my corn-pan - ion all 
For a. ra-diance of rare glo - ry shines up - on it all day: ) 
Floats in ca - dence down the val - ley, and it cheers me a - long, j 
While each day my joy is deep - er, and the path grows more bright; ) 
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2. He placed my feet up - on the Rock. The on - ly surefoun-da- tion; 

3. Hisprom-ise is for "all the days," His love for me is car-ing; 

4. Then let me tell the hap -py news To oth - er souls a -round me; 

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While in the "Father's House"above, A man - sion He's pre - par - ing. 
I'm safe within the bless- ed fold, For Je - sus came and found me. 
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Sweet Peace, the Gift of God*s Love. 



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Thy Dearest Friend. 



Fanny J. Crosby. 



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2. By cool - ing streams that murmur low, In dewy 

3. Tho' tri-als oft thy cup may fill, His watchful 

4. There is a smile for ev - 'ry tear, A bless-ed 




What grace divine hast done for thee; How, step by step, 

vine hast done for thee; Hovr,step by step, it leads thy 

meads where flow'rets grow, . . He bids thee rest in safe-ty 

eye is o'er thee still; His lov-ing arms around thee 

hope for ev- 'ry fear; Tho' clouds may veil. ... a stormy 

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way, To end-less joy and perfect day 

there, Beneath His kind and gentle care 

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night, Yet joy will greet the morning light 




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Tho' He leads me thro' the garden, I'll go with Him, with Him all the way. 



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70 



rm Going Now to Jesus. 



" Him that coraeth to me I will in no wise cast out." John 6: 37. 
Mrs. E. W. Chapman. J. H, Tennet. 




I'm go-ing now to Je-sus, I've heard His gracious call; I'll go, tho' faint and 
I'm going now to Je-sus, No more will slight His grace; 111 go, and with true 
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71 The Sabbath Vesper Hour. 

Phebe a. Holder. William F. Gibson. 




1. In my heart a song is ris - ing, Ho - ly peace of twi-light psalm, 

2. Ves-per hour,— the soul at leis-ure, Climbs a sa - cred Pis-gah height, 

3. Clouds of in - cense sweet ascending, From heart al - tars to the Lord, 

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As the Sab-bath breathes its blessing, Ves-per hour, of hallowed calm. 
Views the Prom-ised land be-fore us Arched by God's bright bow of light. 
Pray'rs from lov - ing, wait-ing serv-ants,One be - fore the throne of God; 
Through the gates in - to the cit - y May we pass to joy a- bove! 



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3. Oh, they tell me of the King in His beauty there, And they tell me that mine 

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home far a- way; Oh, they tell me of a home where no storm-clouds rise, 
land far a- way; Where the tree of life in e - ter - nal bloom 
eyes shall he-hold Where He sits on the throne that is whiter than snow, 
sor-rows all a- way; And they tell me that no tears ev-er come a - gain, 




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Shedsitsfragrancethro' the unclouded day; Oh, the land of cloudless day. 
In the cit - y that is made of gold; Oh, that land mine eyes shall see, 
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by the tree of life. In the laud of the uu - cloud-ed day. 

on His snow-white throne, In the laud of the un - cloud-ed day. 

ty in-vites us there, To the laud of the un - cloud-ed tlay. 




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2, Ye need not one be left be- hind. It is for you, it is for me; 




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5 Come, all ye souls by siu oppressed, 
Ye restless wanderers after rest; 



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In Christ a hearty welcome find. 

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L. Gilmour. 

My message as from God receive; 
Ye all may come to Christ and live: 

O let this love your hearts constrain, 
Nor suffer Him to die in vain. 

See Him set forth before your eyes. 
That precious, bleeding sacrifice: 

His offered benefits embrace. 
And freely now be saved by grace. 



Onward and Upward. 

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1. On-ward still, and upward, Fol -low ev - er-more Where our migbt-y 

2. On-ward, ev - er on vvard,Thro' the pastures green, Where the streams flow 

3. Up-ward, ev - er up-ward,T'ward the radiant glow, Far a - bove the 

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soft - ly Uu-der skies se-reue; Or, if need be. upward, O'er the rocky steep, 
valley Where the mist hangs low;On, with songs of gladness, Till the march shall end, 



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Trusting Him who guides us,Strong to save and keep. 

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2. Some day, with-in the gates so fair, A gold- en harpniy hands shall bear; 

3. Someday, I'll see my Sav-ior's face. And. welcomed to His blest em-brace, 

4. Some day, some blessed day, I know I'll find the loved of long a - go, 

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Shall with His p^'o- pie find a place, Some day. 
And find how uuch to Christ I owe, Some day, 



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I have laid my bur-den down where the crimson waters flow, There's a 

2. I have laid my bur-den down and my troubled heart is still, There's a 

3. I have laid my bur-den down; oh, the peace that fills my soul! There's a 

4. I have laid my bur-den down and my Sav-ior gives me rest. There's a 

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There's a blessing at the cross for me. 
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2. So filled was 1, I sang no more, My heart o'erflowed with bliss; 

3. Thus, oft my Sav-ior comes to me, When all is lone and still; 

4. I praise the Lord the fire still burns With Pen - te-cos - tal flame; 




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With tear - ful eye and throbbing breast I knelt in thankfulness. 

Each bless-ing makes me long the more To do His ho - ly will. 

The al - tar of my soul's a - glow. All glo - ry to His name. 



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3. There's a beau - ti - ful land on high, Then why should I 

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3. I've found a glad ho - san - na For ev - 'ry woe and wail, 

4. An E - lim with its cool - ness. Its fountains and its shade; 

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A whispered promise steal - ing O'er ev - 'ry bro-ken string. 

A hand-ful of sweet man - na, When grapes of Es - chol fail. 

A bless:ing in its full - ness, When buds of prom-ise fade. 

A glo - ry and fru - i - tion, So near! — yet out of sight. 



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2. I heard a voice that filled the night With mu - sic pure and sweet, 

3. He led me to His past- ures green, Where streams of mer-cy flow, 

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And taught my heart the hap - py song None but His ransomed 
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2. Come, hungry one, and tell your needs, Je- sus is pass-ing by; 

3. Come, wea-ry one, and find your rest, Je - sus is pass-ing by ; 

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Come where the long-ing heart is bless'd. And on His bo-som lie. 
The love that list - ens to your pray'r, Will"no good thing" de-ny. 



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2. Oh, how sweet to walk in this pilgrim way, Leaning on the ev - er - 

3. What have I to dread, what have I to lear, Leaniuu on the ev - er - 



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1. Not a sound invades the stillness, Not a form invades the scene, 

2. And vpith-in those heav'nly places, Calmly hushed in sweet repose, 

3. Wrapt in deep, a - dor-ing si-lence, Je-sus, Lord, I dare not move, 

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1. We are nev - er, nev - er wea - ry of the grand old song; GIo - ry to 

2. We are lost a - mid the rapt-ure of re-deem-iug love; Glo - ry to 

3. We are go - ing to a pal -ace that is built of gold; Glo- ry to 

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God, hal-le - lu-jah! We are ris-iug on its pinions to the hills a - bove: 
God, hal-le-lu-jah! Where the King in all His splendor we shall soon behold: 
God, hallelujah! There we'll sing the praise of Jesus with the blood-wash'd throng: 



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2. Soft as ev-'ning dewdrops fall-ing. Is His voice so s\veet-ly call - ing, 

3. Since that happy day He found me, Ev-er-last-ing arms surround me: 
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And my heart for joy is singing, 

For He loves even me. 
And my heart for joy is singing, 

Jesus loves even me. 

Though the ills of life may grieve me, 
Yet I know He'll never leave me, 
To His glory He'll receive me, 

For He loves even me. 
To His glory He'll receive me, 

Jesus loves even me. 



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3. Safe - ly and sweet - ly He keeps me each day, Gent - ly, so 

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2. That won-der-ful land has a cit - y of life, Ne'er darken'd with 

3. A man-sion of won - der-ful beau - ty is there, And Je - sus that 

4. They tell me its friendships and love are so pure, Its joys never 

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long to be - hold. And join in the song that will nev-er grow old. 

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1. Won-der-ful De-liv-'rer, bless-ed be His name; That He might redeem us, 

2. Ob, what boundless mercy, oh, what pardon flows Down a-long the a - ges, 

3. We are coming, Sav-ior, to Thy cross we cling; Lo! our hands are empty, 

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1. My soul doth sing of my heavenly King, He came from the heav'nly land; 

2. The sto - ry sweet I would ev-er re- peat, He came from the heav'nly land; 

3. His tender love bro't Him down from above. He came from the heav'nly land; 

4. Sin - less was He, yet to suf-fer for me He came from the heav'nly land; 

5. Oh, let us take up the cross for His sake,He came from the heav'nly land ; 
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His birth-day song let the a-ges pro-long. He came from the heav'nly land. 
To live be - low and the path of life show, He came from the heav'nly land. 
My sin - ful fall was the cause of it all, He came from the heav'nly land. 
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hope of glory bright, Tell it out with gladness; Have you perfect peace with- 
find a blessing there, Tell it out with gladness; While your tho'ts on Je - sus 

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Some Happy Day. 



F. A. Blackmer. 




l; In dreams I hear a song so sweet That, waking, I wol^ld fain re-peat 

2. Tho' dim the vis-ion of the throng, And faint the ech-o of the song, 

3. It may be that I shall not know The way, when comes my time to go; 
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I seem to hear the voic-es say, "'Twill all be real some hap-py day." 
But iu my Father's hand I'll lay My own, and He shall show the way. 
Come soon or late, that time will be The dawn of heav'n's sweet rest for me. 

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1. Je - sus all my grief is sliar-ing, He my man-sion is pre-par-ing, 

2. Je - sus loves and watches o'er me, When astray He will re-store me; 

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Happy Days. 



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2. On - ly His least command to heed, Let-ting His fullness meet our need ; 

3. On - ly to trust Him all the while, Trusting, while days of pleasure smile, 

4. On - ly in Je - sus to a - bide. Cleansing the soul in Calv'ry's tide, 

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j Yet why should I fear, hast Thou not died That no seeking soul should be denied? 
I By the love and pity Thou hast shown. By the blood that did for me a - tone, 
j All the riv-ers of Thy grace I claim, 0-ver ev-'ry promise write my name; 
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101 Jesus Spoke Peace to my Soul. 



Sallie Smith. 



Jno. R. Swenet. 




1. To Him who from bondage has bro't me, My gracious Redeemer and King; 

2. I'll sing of His in- fin- ite good - ness, His ten - der compassion so free; 

3. I'll walk in the light of His pres-euce,He leads me wher-ev-er He will; 

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I lean on the staff of His mer - cy. And, oh, how it comforts me still. 
My heart with His love is o'erflowing, And this is the theme of my lay. 



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3. Like a mighty arm-y Moves the Church of God ; Brothers, we are treading 

4. Crowns and thrones may perish, Kingdoms rise and wane But the Church of Jesus 
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2. When darkness doth Thy face obscure, And many sor-rows I en -dure, 

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Mary to the Savior's Tomb. 



1 Mary to the Savior's Tomb 

Hastened at the early dawn, 
Spice she brought, and sweet perfume. 

But the Lord she loved had gone. 
For a while she lingering stood, 

Filled with sorrow and surprise. 
Trembling while the crystal flood 

Issued from her weeping eyes. 

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'Christ has risen from the dead," 
Now He bids her heart rejoice. 

What a change His word can make! 
Turning darkness into day — 

Ye who weep for Jesus' sake — 
He will wipe your tears away. 

He who came to comfort her 

When she thought her all was lost, 
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On His word your burden cast. 

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Weeping for a while may last, 

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116 There is Joy in Heaven to-night. 

Jennie Wilson. Wm. J. Kirkpatrick. 







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2. Hardened hearts are yield-ing to the Spir - it's plead -ing, Sin-ners 

3. From the ways of e - vil, wea - ry feet are turn -ing, Spir-its 

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2. On - ly the blood of Je - sus, Naught of self I claim; On - ly the 

3. On - ly the blood of Je - sus, This I sure - ly know, On - ly the 

4. On - ly the blood of Je - sus, Can my joys re - veal; On - ly the 

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3. I will plead the precious promise Of Histen -der,lov-ing care, 

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2. Aud oft when I'm tempted to turn from the track, I think of my 

3. There's a place that remembrance still brings back tome, 'Twas there I found 

4. How rich is the bless-ing the world can- not give, I'm sat -is -lied 

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6 Will you have this Blessing that Jesus 

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A free, full salvation— as ev'ry one 

Oh, sinner, poor sinner, to Calvary flee, 

The blood of my Savior was shed 

there for thee. 

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Eye hath not Seen. 

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1. Use me, O my gracious Sav-ior, Use me, Lord, as pleas-etb Thee; 

2. Be it noon or be it midnight, Wea - ry watch or blaze of day, 

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2. Speak just a word when a-bout your dai - ly task, Speak just a word, 

3. Speak just a word, for wher-ev - er you may go, Speak just a word, 

4. Speak just a word, if a "cross" it seems to be, Speak just a word, 




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speak just a word; Think of the true cross up-raised on Cal - va - ry, ' 



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He calls for witnesses, loyal hearts and true,Speak just a word for Je-sus. 



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Lord, I'm Coming Home. 

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lieve Thy word. Lord 
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That Jesus died and died for me, Oh, wash me whiter than the sc^w, 

Lord, I'm coming home. I Lord, I'm coming home. 

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130 

Charles Weslit. 



Adoption. 



R. Jat Powell. 




1. How hap-py ev- 'ry child of grace, Who knows his sins for - giv'n! 

2. Oh, what a bless -ed hope is ours! While here on earth we stay, 

3. Oh, would He more of heav'n be-stow, The word of wel-come speak, 




'This earth, " he cries, "is not my place, I seek my place in heav'n. 
We more than taste the heav'nly pow'rs, And an- te- date that day: 
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In rapturous awe on Him to gaze. Who bought the sight for me; 




The land of rest, the saints' delight, The heav'n prepared for 
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There's Nothing Abiding. 



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Earth-ly ties are breaking, breaking, Sundered as the years roll on; 
Je - sus' work is call-ing, call- ing. Few the earn-est call o - bey; 
Earth-ly toils are ceas-ing, ceas-ing, Toil-ers homeward wend their way; 
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An - gel bands are fly - ing, fly - ing, Bear-ing them to realms of day. 

Heav'nly beams are brigt'ning, bright'niiig. We shall reign with Him on high. 



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If working for Jesus we'll rest by and by, Yes, we'll rest 
If dy - ing for Jesus we'll live by and by. Yes, we'll live 
If suft''ring with Jesus we'll reign by and by. Yes, we'll reign 



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The Sweet Beulah Land. 



Rev. H. J. Zellbt 



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1. I amwalk-ing to-day in the sweet Beu-lah land, I have 

2. I am now go - ing on to ex - ploie Beu-lah land, 'Tis the 

3. I have found a sweet peace that the world can - not know, As I 

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The Cross is not Greater. 



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1. The Cross that He gave may be heavy, But it ne'er outweighs His Grace, 

2. The thorns in my path are not sharper Than composed His Crown for me, 

3. The light of His love shineth brighter, As it falls on paths of T\oe, 

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The cup that I drink not more bit- ter Thau He drank in Geth sema-ne. 
The toil of my work grow-eth lighter, As I stoop to raise the low. 
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2. Then give us the gos pel we find in our Bi - ble, To an-swer the 

3. We'll thank-fully take it, this same bless-ed gos-pel, No oth - er will 

4. Then joy - ful - ly tell it, this bless-ed old gos-pel, We need it, we 




psalmist proclaim; It ech-oes from Eden, it rings down the a- ges, Sal- 
soul's longing cry; A Father's forgiveness, a Savior's redemp-tion. And 
comfort ira- part; 'Tis hope for the contrite, 'tis bread for the hun gry. 'Tis 
need it to - day; Good tid-ings from heaven, the sto - ry of Je - sus, The 



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2. There the King, our Re-deem - er, the Lord whom we love. Will the 

3. Ev - 'ry soul we have led to the foot of the cross, Ev-'ry 

4. There all sick - uess and sor - row and death are un-known, There 




glo - ries may nev - er be told; There the sun nev - er sets, and the 
faith-ful with rap - ture he-hold; There the rijjrht-eous for - ev - er will 
one Tve have brought to the fold. Will be kept as bright jew - els onr 
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137 I am Glad there is Cleansing. 



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1. How bright the hope that Cal v'ry brings, Where love divine and mercy blends; 

2. 'Tis there! 'tis there the soul may go, And v^ash its sins and stains a-way; 

3. SpeakjSpeak to Zi-on's burden'd ones, Lead, lead them up to Cal-v'ry's Mount; 

4. Why need we strug-gle on in self, We cannot make one black spot \\hite; 

5. I come! I come! and glad I am That Je - sus calls the lost and vile; 



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Who gives up all, — who comes by faith. This cleansing finds without delay. 
The want of ach - ing hearts is met, 'Tis cleansing in redemption's fount. 
'Tis Christ's own blood,and that alone, Can change and cleanse the heart aright. 
There thousands have a cleansing found, I'll heed the Savior's welcome smile. 



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One Thing I Know. 



E. E. Hbwitt. 
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1. One thing I know;. . . .oh, bless His name,. . .To me the Lord of mercy 

2. One thing I know; He heard my cries, With mighty pow'r He touch'd my 

3. One thing I know; He died for me, In Him my hope, my trust shall 

4. One thing I know;. . . .the Savior's mine, . . .Oh, boundless grace, . . .oh.joy di- 

5. One thing I know;. . . .oh, help me sing. . . .Such happy praise. . . to Christ our 

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vine! And heav'nly beams around me shine, This I 

King, While smiling faith and love up-spring, This I 



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2. Are you seek-ing light di - vine be - low? Look to Jesus, He will help you; 

3. Has the world against your soul prevailed?Look to Jesus,He will help you; 

4. Would you reach the blissful home a-bove? Look to Jesus, He will help you; 

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His word will set your heart a-glow,Look to Je - sus, He will help you. 

His might -y arm has nev- er failed, Look to Je - sus, He will help you. 

The home where all is peace and love? Look to Je - sus, He will help you. 

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2. There's a bright day com-ing, 
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part - ed right and left, Are you read - y for that day to come? 
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Harvest Time. 



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3 The thorns will have choked, and the summer sun blast€d 

The most of the seed which in spring-time I've sown; 

But the Lord who has watched while ray weary toil lasted 

Will give me a harvest for what I have done. 

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144 When My Savior I Shall See. 



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2. When I'm vvhol - ly freed from sin, Spot-less, clean and pure with- 

3. When my feet shall press the shore, Trod by an - gel's feet be- 

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Near to living streams that glide, Then shall I be sat-is - fied. 

More to conquer self and pride. So shall I be sat-is - fied. 



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3. For the love of God is broad- er Than the measure of man's mind; 

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There is mer- cy with the Sav-ior. There is heal - ing in His blood. 

And the heart of the E - ter- nal Is most won - der - ful - ly kind. 

And our lives would be all sun-shine In the sweetness of our Lord. 






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Rose of Shar-on, my dear Shep-herd, Feed the life in mer-cy giv'n, 
Then,0 Rose, sweet Rose of Shar-on, Set me in the soil a-bove; 
Let me grow, bless'd Rose of Shar-on, As di - rect - ed by Thy love. 




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Heavenly bal-:«am Thou hast brought me And I'm healed in ev' - ry part. 
Let me live and grow just like Thee Till I'm ripe and meet for heav'n. 
Let me grow in Thy great gar-den. In the frost - less land of love. 
Let me have thro' end-less a - ges, Fel- low- ship with Thee a - bove. 




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2. Put on the glo- ri - ous arm-or of light, See helniet,breast plate and 

3. Put on the glo - ri - ous arm-or of light, Foes of our King stand ar- 

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shield gleaming bright, Us - ing no weap-on but truth's mighty sword, 
rayed in their might, Fol- low-ing Christ,meet thear-my of sin, 
glo - ry-crowned height. Then with the tjat- ties for Je - sus all won, 

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Healing at the Fountain. 



Fanny J. Crosby. 



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2. There is heal-iug at the Ibuut-ain, Come and liud it, wea - ry soul, 

3. There is healing at the fount-ain, Look to Je - sus now and live, 

4. There is heal-ing at the fount-ain, Pre- cious fountain filled with blood, 




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Thereyour sins may all be cov-ered; Je - sus waits to make you whole. 
At the cross lay down your bur- den ; All your wand'rings He'll forgive. 
Come, O come, the Sav-ior calls you; Come and plunge beneath its flood. 

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1. Have you ev-er heard the sto-ry Of the Babe at Beth-le-hem,Who was 

2. Have you ev-er heard how Jesus Walked upou the roll - ing sea, To His 

3. Once while resting ou a pil-low lu the ves - sel, fast a-sleep, There a- 

4. Sure-ly you have heard how Jesus Prayed down in Gethseniane, How He 






worshiped by the angels, And by wise and holy men. How He taught the learned 
dear dis-ci-ples tossing On the waves of Gali-lee, How He res-cued sinking 
rose a mighty tempest On the wild and raging deep; "Peace, be still," the Lord com- 
shed His precious life-blood On the rugged, shameful tree, Cruel thorns His forehead 







doc-tors In the Temple far a-way? I am glad to tell you, brother, He is 
Pe- ter From his danger and dismay? I am glad to tell you, brother, He is 
manded, Ev-'ry an-gry wave did stay; I am glad to tell you, brother. He is 
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2. O Christ, He is the fount-ain, The deep, sweet well of love! The 

3. I've wrestled on tow'rd heaven, 'Gainst storm and wind and tide, Now, 

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streams on earth I've tasted. More deep I'll drink above: There to an o-cean 
like a wea- ry trav-'ler That leaneth on His guide, A-mid the shades of 
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ev-'ning,While sinks life's ling'ring sand, I hail the glo-ry dawn-ing 

lu-jah With yon triumphant band! Who sing where glo - ry dwell-eth, 

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In Immanuel's land, And glory, glory dwelleth In hninaiiuel's land. 
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2. Far in the dis-tance He hears the sad cry 

3. On - ward He hastens the wand'rer to find, 

4. Hark! the glad voice of the Mas-ter I hear. 


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160 Bright. Beautiful Morning. 



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1. Bright, beau-ti - ful morn-ing! Fair, glo- ri-ous day! Thy first ra-diant 

2. To Him who for sin - ners His pre-cious life gave: ToHirawhohath 

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Our praises we sing' All hail to our Conqueror! Hail Jesus our King! 



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1. Rouse, ye saints, the world is dy-ing, We must work while it is day; 

2. Wake, ye men, let us be do-ing, While the sun is in the sky; 

3. Je - sus, Sav - ior, help our spir-its. That we nev - er wea - ry be 




Sin - ners lost to us are cry - ing For the strait and nar-row way. 
Let us seek the weak and er - ring, Pre-cious souls that soon may die. 
Lead ing sin - ners to the Fountain Ev - er flow - ing, full and free. 



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162 Behold Me Standing at the Door! 

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I bring thee joy from heav'n above; I bring thee pardon, peace and 

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1. From that dear cross where Je - sus died, Calv'ry's stream is flow-ing; 

2. Come, wash the stain of sin a -way, Calv'ry's stream is flow-ing; 

3. For ev - 'ry con - trite, wounded soul, Calv'ry's stream is flow-ing; 

4. For ev - 'ry wea - ry, ach - iug heart Calv'ry's stream is flow-ing; 

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1. Tho' numbered with the sin de- filed, I am my Father's long-sought child; 

2. In naught but filth -y rags I come. Yet, -vvea-ry of these paths 1 roam, 

3. No more, among the husks and swine. With want and hunger I re- pine: 

4. Tho' com- ing erap- ty to Thy feet, My soul with joy is made re-plete; 




And now my soul is rec - on-ciled, O Lamb of God, thro" Thee! 

I seek at last my Father's home,0 Lamb of God, thro' Thee! 

The ring, the robe, the kiss are mine,0 Lamb of God, thro' Thee! 

Mine is the Father's pardon sweet,0 Lamb of God, thro' Thee! 



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2. Here rests my heart; assurance sweet. His blessed work He will complete, 

3. When sorrow veils the smiling day, When e-vil foes be-set my way, 

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Since in His love so great and free, He took my place, and died for me. 
A - bund-ant grace in Him I see, He took my place, and died for me. 
My joy - ful song shall ev - er be, He took iny place, and died for me. 



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3. Who will fol-low Je-sus When the tempter charms, Fleeing then for safety 

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To the Sav-ior's arms: Trusting in Hismer-cy, Trusting in His power, 
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Faith-ful to His counsel. Watchful for His cause? 
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On our side for-ev - er Will this Sav - ior be. 



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'God is the rock of my refuge."— Ps. 94; 22 



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1. The Lord's our Rock, in Him we hide, A shel-ter in the time of storm; 

2. A shade by day, de-fence by night, A shel-ter in the time of storm; 

3. The rag-ing storms may round us beat, A shel-ter in *he time of storm; 
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Be Thou our help - er ev - er near, A shel-ter in the time of storm. 



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2. Lord of life, beneath the dome Of the u - ni- verse, Thy home: 

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Gath - er us, who seek Thy face To the fold of Thy em-brace. For 
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2. Wanderer, Car a-way from love to - day, In the sea of sin so 

3. Joy-fully an - gels bring the Sig - net ring, Of a Father's pard'ning 

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Your va-cant chair is wait-ing there, And rai-ment white as snow! 
A - way with fears! a- way with tears! Re-ceive His fond em-brace! 
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2. Don't let it be said, too late, O friend. That thou must for-ev - er stand 

3. Don't let it be said, too late; but come, There's naught to win by de-lay; 
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Rest, Sweet Rest. 



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3. Oh, for a vis - ion of Je - sus! When roll the bil-lows of grief! 

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174 Triumph By and By. 

R. Blackall. " I press toward the mark." — Phil. 3 



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2. We'll t'ol - low where He lead - eth, We'll pasture where He feed - eth, 
'A. Our home is bright a - hove us. No tri - als dark to move us. 




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can - not rest Till pure with -in; All hu - man skill is vain, 
cleansing blood Now makes me clean; So near Thou art to me, 
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But Thou can-it cleanse each slain, Till not a spot remain, Made wholly clean. 
So sweet my rest in Thee, Oh, bless-ed pur - i - ty! Saved, saved from sin. 
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Jesus, keep me near Thee. 



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3 Though num'rous hosts of mighty foes, 
Though earth and liell my way oppose, 
He safely leads my soul along, 
Hia loving kindness, oh, how strong! 



4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
Has gathered thick and thundereri loud, 
He near my soul has always stood, 
His loving kindness, oh, how good! 



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Scatter Sunbeams. 



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Ma - ny hearts are sor - row-bowed, See no light be- yond the cloud; 
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185 

L. H. Edmunds. 



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3. Lead me by Thine in-ward voice, Be Thy ho - ly will my choice; 

4. Tell me more of Je - sus' blood, Sink my soul be-neath the flood; 

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Ev - er may the fire di - vine Dross consume and gold re - fine. 
Ho - ly Spir - it, hear my pray'r Now Thy tes - ti - mon - y bear. 

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Bring Them In. 



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Calling the lambs who've gone astray, Far from the Shepherd's fold away. 

Who' 11 bring the lost ones to the fold, Where they'll be sheltered from the cold? 

Hark! 'tis the Master speaks to thee, "Go, find my lambs, where'er they be." 



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1. Oh, bless the Lord, what joy is mine! What perfect peace thro' grace divine! 

2. Oh, bless the Lord, lie dwells with me, The voice I hear, the hand I see; 

3. Oh, bless the Lord for what I know Of heav'n-ly bliss while here be-low! 



4. Oh, bless the Lord, 'twill not be long Till I shall join the ho -ly throng, 
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And now to realms of end-less day, Oh, bless the Lord, I'm on the way. 



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1. My heart np-lifts a hap-py song, While tender rec-ol-lec-tions throng; 

2. Have sparkling sunbeams cheered the day, And ros- es bloomed a-Iong the way? 

3. Or have the clouds o'erspread the sky. While at my feet the ros - es lie? 

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As sweet as bells that ring above The strains that breathe my Savior's love. 
Let mem-'ry each fair scene recall, And bless the Lord who sent them aU. 
Since Je-sns bore the cross for rae, I'll trust Him though I cannot see. 
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Keep Marching on. 



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2. Marching on against the hosts of sin, 

3. In the bat-tie we shall fear no harm, 

4. March till ev-'ry foe is put to flight, 



On to glo - ry, on to glo-ry; 

On to glo - ry, on to glo - ry ; 

On to glo - ry, on to glo-ry; 

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We are shielded by a mighty arm. Soon to wear a crown. 

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Come to the Feast. 



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1. "Ho! ev - 'ry one that thirsteth, come ye to the wa-ters; 

2. Now has the dear lov-ing Sav-ior spread here a ta - ble for thee, 

3. Why do you long-er re-fuse Him, why say to Him, de - part? 

4. O - ver and o -ver He's called you, now He is call - ing a • gain; 
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Just as you are. He'll re- ceive you, cleanse ev-'ry guilt -y stain. 



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2. I am pray-ing, blessed Sav - ior, For a Hiitb so clear and bright; 

3. I am pray-ing to be hum-bled Piy the pow'r of grace di - vine, 

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That its eye will see Thy glo - ry Thro' the deep - est, dark-est night. 
To be clothed up-on with meekness, And to have no will but Thine. 
For a per - feet con - se - cra-tion, That shall make me more like Thee. 

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192 



Jesus is Mine! 



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2. Tempt not my soul a -way, Je - sus is mine! Here 

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rv - er stay, Je - sus is mine! 

dawning liglit, Je - sus is mine! 

ter - ni - ty. Je - sus is mine! 



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Per - ish - ing things of clay, 
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Born but (or one brief day, Pass from my heart a-way, Je - sus is mine! 

Left but a dis- nial void, Je-sus has sat - is- tied, Je - sus is mine! 

VVelcome,sweet scenes of rest, Welcome, my Savior's breast, Jesus is mine! 




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Wm. H Clark. 




Wondrous Love. 



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That bro't my soul from deepest night, To walk in God's own blessed light. / 
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To Thee, dear Lord, that I may be, 
A branch that beareth fruit for Thee. 



4 'Twas wondrous love,'twas love divine, 
'Tw;is God the Father's grand design; 
And heaven is tilled with joy to know, 
A soul's redeemed from endless woe. 



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194 

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He Heard My Prayer. 



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A sin - ner lost, — oh, fear - ful state! But this my on - ly plea, 
A sin - ner hound in cap -tive chains. But Je - sus set me free, 
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Dear Sav - ior. Thou hast died for all, Have raer - cy,Lord, on me. 

And taught my heart with joy to sing His pre- cious love to me. 

All praise to Him who shed His blood To pur- chase life for me. 

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Copyright, 1889, by Jno. R. Sweney. 

Shall Walk in White. 



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They yield Him here their lat-est breath, Love not their lives un-to the 
Not those grown cold in their de - sire, Not those de - filed in their at- 
'Tis not to make this earth our home — 'Tis not in part to o - \ er- 

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bled, And fol-lowed where-so - e'er He led, Shall walk 
death, And soou with crowns a con-q'ror hath, They'll walk 
tire, Not those es-capedso as by fire, Shall walk 
come, Some sin de -nied, still grasp-ing some, To walk 



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5 It is to love the Lord alone; 

It is to hear Well done! well done; 
It is to share the Savior's throne, 
To walk in white. 



G It is to sup at His dear side; 
It is within His robe to hide; 
Ah, heart! it is to be His bride. 
To walk in white. 



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What will it Matter. 



Fannt J. Gkosby. 






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1. What will it matter.by and by. What will it matter, by and by. Whether my 

2. What will it matt«r,by and by. What will it matter,by and by,Whethermy 

3. What will it matter, by and by. What will it matter.by and l)y. Whether the 

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tri - als were ma- ny or few, Whether the world was nnlaith-fulor true, 
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When I shall walk with the ransomed in white,Safe in that beautiful land? 

When my Redeemer in glo - ry I view, Home in that beautiful land? 

When the de-part-ed, with rapture, I meet, Home in that beautiful laud? 

When in the val-ley of E - den I stray. Home in that beautiful land? 




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193 



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-, i Lost, lost on tlie mountains of sin and de-spair, 

"/ He saved me from wand"ring,He gave me re - lease, 
„ \ My days, swift-ly pass-iag,have brought from a-bove 

{ "More grace" He has giv - en. and bur-dens re-moved 
o j How well I re - member, in sor-row's dark nighl 

( And sweet was the voice of the Com-fort-er then, 
. ] Be - fore me the tow' rs of Je - ru-sa-lem rise, 

1 ]My Sav - ior a mau-sion of joy will prepare, 

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love sought and rescued me there; 

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tok-ens of mer-cy and love; 

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Copyright, 1894, by John J. Hood. 

Intercede for me. 



No, no, not I! 



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1. O bless - ed feet of Je - sus, wea - ry with 

2. O Knees which bent in an - guish in dark Geth 

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Kneel at the throne of glo - ry and in - ter-cede for me, 

Hold up those pre-cious nail-prints and in - ter-cede for me, 

For heal - ing and for cleansing! still in - ter-cede for me, 



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Hold up those pre-cions nail-prints and in -ter-cede 

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Doubts and fears are borne a - long On the cur-rent's cease-less flow; 
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All my boast is in the cross, When I 
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And my heart the waves are cleansing Whiter than the driv-eu snow. 
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I'm Satisfied with Jesus. 



W. E. Catlin. 
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1. I've found the Pearl of greatest price, More precious far than gclc^- 

2. He is so precious now to me, The fair-est of the fair; 

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Some Day. 

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1 Some day in that liright home above, 
Around His blessed throne, 

I'll sing with Him forever there. 

In my immortal home. 
There life with joy is all complete, 

It's glories are for me; 
I'll sing that new, that new sweet song. 

Thro' all eternity. 
Cho. — Oh, heaven, how blessed is the 
Where from all care set free; [place 

No pain, no death, no sorrow there, 
What joy prepared for me! 

2 Some day I'll see that great white 
With angel bands so fair, [throne, 



I'll walk the golden .streets of life, 

Prepared for me o'er there. 
Someday we'll clasp each other's hands 

In that bright world above: 
Here pain and .sorrow always come; 

But yonder all is love, 

3 Some day I'll see my mother's face: 

She taught my lips to pray. 
And look to Him in every hour, 

To guide nie in this way. 
How glad will be that joyous hour. 

When loved ones we shall see. 
And there to join in that sweet song; 

How happy we will be. 



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203 O Day of Rest and Gladness. 

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To spirits of the blest; 
To Holy Ghost be praises. 

To Father, and to Son; 
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To Thee, blest Three in One. 



3 To-day on weary nations 

The heavenly manna falls; 
To holy convocations 

The silver trumpet calls. 
Where gospel light is glowing 

With pure and radiant beams, 
And living water flowing 

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The rushing wind, the tongue of flame, Oh, let them now de - scend, \ 
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5 The sinner smite with holy might; 
Back-sliders now reclaim; 
Let hov'ring spirits bear the news 
That souls are born again. 



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Battling for the Lord. 



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Chorus. 



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1 From out their night awaking, 

To greet the opening day; 
Lol India's anxious thousands 

With earnest longings pray. 
For faithful (lospel heralds 

Have borne the message there, 
Kevealiug God's great purpose, 

To save them from despair. 

2 The Star of Hope is beaming 

O'er all the hills and plains, 
Proclaiming by its brightness. 

That Christ, Messiah reigns; 
That now the truth receiving, 

As taught within His word. 
Led by the Spirit's teaching. 

These souls shall know their Lord. 

3 This forward movement telling 

The triumph of our King, 
Inspires us now to rally 

And larger offerings bring. 
Thiis shall all souls rejoicing, 

In Him, and by Him blest, 
Press onward still victorious, 

To heavens eternal rest. 

4 Then He will smile upon us. 

To whom our love was shown; 
And all shall take their places 

Before the Victx)r's throne. 
While through the endless ages, 

With praise and holy songs, 
We'll crown Him King Eternal 

To whom all power belongs. 

Rev. John K. Uodi>, D. D. 



1 And can it be that I should gain 
An interest in the Savior's blood? 

Died He for me, who caused His pain? 

For me, who Him to death pursued? 
Amazing love! how can it be [me? 

That Thou, my Lord, shouldst die for 

2 He left His Father's throne above, — 
So free, so infinite His grace! — 

Emptied Himself of all but love. 
And bled for Adam's helpless race; 

'Tis mercy all, immense and free, 
For, O my God, it found out me! 

3 Long my imprisoned spirit lay, 
Fast bound in sin and nature's night; 

Thine eyes diffused a quickening ray, 
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light: 

My chains fell off, my heart was free, 
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee. 



4 No condenmation now I dread, 
.Jesus, with all in Him, is mine; 

Alive in Him, my living Head, 

And clothefl in righteousne-ss divine, 

Bold I approach the eternal throne.fown. 
And claim the crown, thro' Christ, my 

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2. When the woes of life o'er-take me, Hopes de - ceive, and fears an-noy, 

3. When the sun of bliss is beam-ing Light and love up - on my way, 

4. Bane and bless-ing, pain and pleasure, By the cross are sane- ti- tied; 




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Unless Thou help me, I must die: 
Oh, bring Thy free salvation nigh. 

And take me as I am! 

Refrain, 

Take me as I am, 
Take me as I am, 
Oh, bring Thy free salvation nigh. 
And take me as I am! 

2 Helpless I am, and full of guilt, 
But yet for me Thy blood was spilt, 
And Thou canst make me what Thou 

And take me as I am! [wilt, 

3 I thirst, I long to know Thy love, 
Thy full salvation I would prove, 
But since to Thee I cannot move, 

Oh, take me as I am! 



4 If Thou hast work for me to do. 
Inspire my will, my heart renew; 
And work both in and by me too, 

But take me as I am! 

5 And when at last the work is done, 
The battle o'er, the vict'ry won, 
Still, still my cry shall be alone, 

Ob, take me as I am! 



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1 How tedious and tasteless the hours 
When Jesus no longer I see! 

Sweet prospects, sweet birds and sweet 
flowers 

Have all lost their sweetness to me; 
The raid summer sun shines but dim, 

The fields strive in vain to look gay; 
But when I am happy in Him, 

December's as pleasant as May. 

2 His name yields the richest perfume, 
And sweeter then music His voice; 

His presence disperses my gloom, 
And makes all within me rejoice; 

I should, were He always thus nigh, 
Have nothing to wish or to fear. 

No mortal so happy as I, 

My summer would last all the year. 



3 Content with beholding His face, 
My all to His pleasure resigned, 
No changes of season or place 

Would make any change in my mind; 
While blest with a sense of His love, 

A palace a toy would appear, 
j And prisons would palaces prove, 
I If Jesus would dwell with me there. 
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1 O for a closer walk with God, 

A calm and heavenly frame; 

A light to shine upon the road 

That leads me to the Lamb! 

2 Where is the blessedness 1 knew, 

When first I saw the Lord? 
Where is the soul-refreshing view 
Of Jesus and His word? 

3 Return. O holy Dove, return, 

Sweet messenger of rest! 
I hate the sins that make Thee mourn. 
And drove Thee from my breast. 

4 The dearest idol I have known, 

Whate'er that idol be, 
Help me to tear it from Thy throne, 
And worship only Thee. 

213 How Sweet the Name. 

1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
In a believer's ear! 

It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds. 
And drives away his fear. 

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole. 
And calms the troubled breast; 

'Tis manna to the hungry soul. 
And to the weary, rest. 

3 Dear name! the rock on which I build, 
My shield and hiding-place; 

My never-failing treasure, filled. 
With boundless stores of grace! 

4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Savior, Friend, 
My Prophet. Priest, and King, 

My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 
Accept the praise I liring! 



214 Jesus, the Name. 

1 Jesus! the name high over all, 

The name to sinners given; 

It scatters all their guilty fear; 

It turns their hell to heaven. 

2 O that the world might taste and see 

The riches of His grace! 
The arms of love that compass me 
Would all mankind embrace. 

3 His only righteousness I show, 

His saving truth proclaim: 
'Tis all my business here below, 
To cry, "Behold the Lamb!" 

4 Happy if with my latest breath 

I may but gasp His name; 
Preach Him to all, and cry in death, 
"Behold, behold the LambI " 

215 O for a Faith. 

1 O for a faith that will not shrink. 
Though pressed by every foe. 

That will not tremble on the brink 
Of any earthly woe! 

2 That will not murmur nor complain 
Beneath the chastening rod, 

But, in the hour of grief or pain, 
Will lean upon its God ; 

3 A faith that shines more bright and 
When tempests rage without; [clear 

That when in danger knows no fear. 
In darkness feels no doubt: 

4 That bears, unmoved, the world's dread 
Nor heeds its scornful smile; [frown. 

That seas of trouble cannot drown 
Nor Satan's arts beguile. 



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1 Sweet is tlie work, my God, my King; 
To praise Thy name, give thanks, and 

sing; 
To show Thy love by morning light, 
And talk of all Thy truths by night. 

2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest; 

No mortal cares shall seize my breast; 
Oh, may my heart in tune be found. 
Like David's harp of solemn sound. 

3 When grace has purified my heart, 
Then I shall share a glorious part; 
And fresh supplies of joy be shed, 
Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 

4 Then shall I see, and hear, and know. 
All I desired or wished below; 

And every power find sweet employ 
In that eternal world of joy. 

217 Invitation. 

1 Come, sinners, to the gospel feast; 
Let every soul be Jesus' guest: 
Ye need not one be left behind. 
For God hath bidden all mankind. 

2 Rent by my Lord, on you I call; 
The invitation is to all: 

Come all the world! come, sinner, thou 
All things in Christ are ready now. 

3 Come, all ye souls by sin oppressed. 
Ye restless wanderers after rest: 

Ye poor, and maimed, and halt and 

blind. 
In Christ a hearty welcome find. 



4 My message as from God receive; 
Ye all may come to Christ and live: 
Oh,let His love your hearts constrain. 
Nor snfifer Him to die in vain. 

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bring. 
1 Of Him who did salvation bring, 

1 coald forever think and sing; 
Arise, ye needy, — He'll relieve; 
Arise, ye guilty, — He'll forgive. 

2 Ask but His grace, and lo,'tis given; 
Ask, and He turns your hell to heaven: 
Though sin and sorrow wound my soul, 
Jesus, thy balm will make it whole. 

3 To shame our sins He blushed in blood; 
He closed His eyes to show us God; 
Let all the world fall down and know 
That none but God such love can show. 

4 Insatiate to this .spring I fly; 
I drink, and yet am ever dry; 

Ah! who against Thy charms is proof? 
Ah! who tlaat loves, can love enough? 

219 While Life Prolongs, 

1 While life prolongs its precious light 

Mercy is found, and peace is given. 

But soon, ah! soon, approaching night 

Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 

2 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, 

Shall death command you to the 
grave; 
Before His bar yonr spirits bring. 
And none l)e found to hear or save. 

3 In that lone land of deep despair, 
No Sabbath's heavenly light shall 

rise — 
No God regard your bitter prayer, 
No Savior call you to the skies. 
While God invites,how blest the day, 
How sweet the Gospel's charming 
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Come, sinners, haste, oh, haste away. 
While yet a pardoning God is found . 



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He holdeth the wealth of the world in 

His hands! [gold. 

Of rubies and diamonds, of silver and 
His coflfers are full, -He has riches untold. 
Cho. — I'm the child of a King, 
The child of a King; 
With Jesus, my Savior, 
I'm the child of a King. 

2 My Father's own Son,the Savior of men, 
Once wandered o'er earth as the poorest 

of them; 
But now He is reigning forever on high, 
And will give me a home iu heaven by 

and by. 

3 I once was an outcast stranger on earth, 
A sinner by choice, an alien by birth! 
But I've been adopted, my name's writ- 
ten down, — 

An heir to a mansion, a robe and a crown. 

4 A tent or a cottage, why should I care? 
They're building a palace for me over 

there! [i^^ing: 

Though exiled from home. yet still 1 may 
All glory to God. I'm the child of a King. 

221 I Believe Jesus Saves. 
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1 I am coming to Jesus tor rest. 
Rest, such as the purified know; 

My soul is athirst to be blest, [snow. 

To be washed and made whiter than 

Cho. — I believe Jesus .saves, [snow; 

And His blood washes whiter than 

I believe .lesus saves, [snow. 

And His blood wa.shes whiter than 

2 In coming, ray sin I deplore, 
My weakness and poverty show; 

I long to be saved evermore, [snow. 

To be washed and made whiter than 
.'{ To .Tesus I give up my ail. 

Every treasure and idol I know; 
For His fullness of bles-sing I call. [snow. 

Till His blood washes whiter than 
4 I am trusting in Jesus alone. 

Trusting now His .salvation to know: 
And His blood doth fully atone, [snow 



I am washed and made whiter than 
i> .My heart is in raptures of love, 

Love,such as the ran.somod ones know; 
I am strengthened with might from al)ove; 
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Are you washed in the blood of the 

Are you fully trusting in His grace this 

hour? [Lamb? 

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Cho.— Are you washed in the blood, 

In the soul -cleansing blood of the 

Lamb? [white as snow? 

Are your garments spotless? are they 

Are you washed in the blood of the 

Lamb? 

2 Are you walking daily by the Savior's 

side? [Lamb? 

Are you washed in the blood of the 
Do you rest each moment in the Cruci- 
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Are you washed in the blood of the 

3 When the Bridegroom conieth will 

your robes be %\hite, [Lamb? 

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Will your soul be ready lor the mansions 

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1 Come, every soul by sin oppressed, 

There's mercy with the Lord, 
And He will surely give you rest. 
By trusting in His word. 

Cho. — Only trust Him, only trust Him, 
Only trust Him now; 
He will save you. He will save you, 
He will save you now. 

2 For Jesus shed His i>recious l)lood 

Kich })le.ssings to be.slovv; 
Plunge now into the crimson ilood 
That washes white as snow. 

3 Yes, Jesus is the Truth, the Way, 

That leads you into rest; 

Believe in Him without delay. 

And you are fully blest. 

4 Come, then, and join this holy band. 
And on to glory go. 

To dwell in that celestial land 
Where joys immortal flow. 



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I As a-toms in the sunbeam's Iight,Hurt not the king of [Onu7. ]day. 

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On this foundation great; 
And dread not that the rock will give 
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2. There's mu - sic in my soul to-day, A car - ol to my King, 

3. There's springtime in my soul to-day, For when the Lord is near, 

4. There's gladness in my soul to-day, And hope, and praise, and love, 

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And Je - sus, list - en- ing, can hear The songs I can - not sing. 
The dove of peace sings in my heart, The flowers of grace ap - pear. 
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227 The Call for Reapers. 



: No. <6, FiDcst of the Wheat No. 1. 

1 Far and near the fields are teeming, 
With the waves of ripened grain; 
Far and near their gold is gleaming, 
O'er the snnny slope and plain. 

Cho. — Lordof harvest,send forth reaper 
Hear us, Lord, to Thee we cry 



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Send them now the sheaves to gatlier. 
Ere the harvest time pass by. 
2 Send them forth with morn's first 
beaming. 
Send them in the noon-tide's glare; 
When the sun's last rays are gleaming, 
Bid them gather everywhere. 
;5 O thou, whom thy Lord is sending, 
Gather now the sheaves of jrold. 
Heavenward then at evening wending 
Thou shalt come with joy untold. 
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All for Jesus. 



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\ All my tho'ts.and words, and doings. All my days and all my [Omit. ]hours. 

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All for Je sus! all for Je - susl 



All my days and all my hours; hours. 
Let mv lips speak forth His praise; praise. 

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3 Since my eyes were fixed on Jesus, 

I've lost sight of all be-side; 

So enchained my spirit's vision, 

Looking at the crucified. 
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Looking at the Crucified. :|| 



229 



I am Saved. 



1 I am saved! the Lord hath saved me, 

Help me shout the glorious news! 
I have tasted God's salvation. 
And 'tis sweet as honeyed dews. 

Cho.— Glory, glory, hallelujah! 

I rejoice, salvation came; 
Glory, glory, hallelujah! 
I am saved in Jesus' name. 

2 Loud I sing my exultation, 

Hoping it will reach the skies; 
Keep, dear Lord, my soul forever 
Under Thy protecting eyes. 

3 Free salvation! glad salvation! 

Let us shout from pole to pole, 
Until each diseased nation 
Feels that God hath made it whole. 

4 When at last the days are gathered 

Into Thy great judgment one. 
May I find my name deep written. 
In the records of Thy Son. 



4 Oh, what wonder! how amazing! 

Jesus, glorious King of kings — , 
Deigns to call me His beloved. 

Lets me rest beneath His wings. 
II :A11 for Jesus! all for .Tesus! . 
Resting now beneath His wings. :|| 

230 Sitting at the Feet of Jesus. 

1 Sitting at the feet of Jesus. 

Oh, what words I hear Him say! 
Happy place! so near, so precious! 

May it find me there each day; 
Sitting at the feet of Jesus, 

I would look upon the past: 
For His love has been so gracious, 

It has won my heart at last. 

2 Sitting at the feet of Jesus, 

Where can mortal be more blest? 
There I lay my sins and sorrows. 

And, when weary, find sweet rest" 
Sitting at the feet of Jesus, 

There I love to weep and i)ray, 
While I from His fullness gather 

Grace and comfort every day. 

3 Bless me. O my Savior bless me, 

As I sit low at Thy feet; 
Oh, look down in love upon me. 

Let me see Thy face so sweet; 
Give me, Lord, the mind of Jesus, 

Make me holy as He is; 
May I prove I've been with Jesus, 

Who is all my righteousness. 



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1 Jesus shall rei^n where'er the sun 
Does His successive journeys ruu; 
His kingdom spread from shore to 

shore, [more. 

Till moons shall wax and wane no 

2 From north to south the princes meet, 
To pay their homaiie at His feet; 
While western empiresown their Lord, 
And savage tribes attend His word. 

3 To Him shall endless prayer be made, 
And endless praises crown His head, 
His name like sweet perfume shall rise 
With every morning sacrifice. 

4 People and realms of every tongue 
Dwell on His love with sweetest song, 
And infant voices shall proclaim 
Their early blessings on His name. 

232 I Thirst, Thou Wounded. 

1 I thirst. Thou wounded Lamb of God, 
To wash me in Thy cleansing blood; 
To dwell within Thy wounds; then 

pain 
Is sweet, and life or death is gain. 

2 Take my poor heart, and let it be 
Forever closed to all but Thee: 

Seal Thou my breast, and let me wear 
That pledge of love forever there. 

5 How blest are they who still abide 
Close sheltered in Thy bleeding side! 
Who thence their life and strength 

derive, 
And by Thee move, and in Thee live. 
4 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes 

o'erflow, 
Our words are lost, nor will we know, 
Nor will we think of aught beside; 
"My Lord, my Love is crucified." 



233 From all that Dwell. 

1 From all that dwell below the .skies, 
Let the Creator's praise arise; 

Let the Kedeemer's name be sung. 
Through every land, by every t»ngue. 

2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord; 
Eternal truth attends Thy word: 
Thy praise shall sound from shore to 

shore, 
Till suns shall rise and set no more. 

3 Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring. 
In songs of praise divinely .sing; 
The great .salvation loud proclaim, 
And shout for joy the Savior's name. 

4 In every land begin the song; 
To every land the strains belong: 
In cheerful sounds all voices raise. 
And fill the world with loudest praise 

234 When I Survey. 

1 When I survey the wondrous cross. 
On which the Prince of Glory died, 

My richest gain I count but loss, 
And pour contempt on all my i)ride. 

2 Forbid it. Lord, that I should boast. 
Save in the death of Christ, my God; 

All the vain things that charm me most, 
I sacrifice them to His blood. 

3 See, from His head. His hands. His feet. 
Sorrow and love flow mingled down; 

Did e'er such love and sorrow meet. 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine. 
That were a |)reseut far too small; 

Love so amazing, so divine. 

Demands my soul, my life, my all. 



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1 Oh, think of the home over there, 
By the side of the river of light, 

Where the saints, all immortal and fair 
Are robed in their garments of white 

Ref— Over there, over there, 

Oh, think of the home over there. 

2 Oh. think of the friends over there, 
Who before us the journey have trod 

Of the songs that they breathe on the air 
In their home in the palace of God. 

Rp:f. — Over there, over there. 
Oh, think of the friends over there. 

3 My Savior is now over there, [rest 
There my kindred and friends are ati 

Then away from my sorrow and care, 
Let me fly to the land of the blest. 

Ref. — Over there, over there, 
Mj Savior is now over there. 

4 I'll soon be at home over there, 
For the end of my journey I see; 

Many dear to my heart, over there, 
Are watching and waiting for me. 

Ref. — Over there, over there, 
I'll soon be at home over there. 

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1 What a Friend we have in Jesus, 

All our sins and griefs to bear! 
What a privilege to carry 

Everything to God in prayer! 
Oh, what peace we often forfeit, 

Oh, what needless pain we bear, 
All because we do not carry 

Everything to God in prayer! 

2 Have We trials and temptations? 

Is there trouble anywhere? 
We should never be discouraged. 

Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
Can we find a friend so faithful 

Who will all our sorrows share? 
Jesns knows our every weakness. 

Take it to the Lord in prayer. 

3 Are we weak and heavy-laden, 

Cumbered with a load of care? — 
Precious Savior, still our refuge, — 

Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
Do thy friends despi.se, forsake thee? 

Take it to the Lord in prayer: 
In His arms He'll take and shield Miec; 

Thou wilt find a solace there, 



1 There is a fountain || : filled with blood: 1| 

Drawn from Immanuel's veins, 
And sinners, plung'd !|:beneath that 
flood, : II 
Lose all their guilty stains. 

Cho.— Oh, glorious fountain! Here will 
I stay. 
And in thee ever wash my sins away. 

2 The dying thief ||: rejoiced to see:! 

That fountain in his day. 
And there may I, ||: tho' vile as he, : || 
Wash all my sins away. 

3 Thou dying Lamb, ||:Thy precious 

blood:|| 
Shall never lose its power, [God:!| 
Till all the ransomed 1|: church of 
Are saved to sin no more. 

4 E'er since by faith|l :I saw the stream: || 

Thy flowing wounds supply. 
Redeeming love||:has been my theme: || 
And shall be till I die. 

238 Alas, and did my Savior Bleed? 



1 Alas! and did my Savior bleed? 

And did my Sovereign die? 
Would He devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I? 

Cho.— Help me.dear Savior, Thee to own, 
And ever faithful be; 
And when Thou sittest on Thy throne, 
O Lord, remember me. 

2 Was it for crimes that I have done, 

He groaned upon the tree? 

Amazing pity, grace unknown! 

And love beyond degree! 

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 

And shut his glories in, 
When Christ, the mighty Maker, died, 
For man the creature's sin. 

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face 

While His dear cross appears; 

Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 

And melt mine eyes to tears. 

5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 

The debt of love I owe: 
Here, Lord, I give myself away, *^ 
Tis all that I can do. 



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239 Crown Him Lord of All. 241 



1 AH hail the power of Jesus' name! 

Let angels prostrate fall; 
Bring forth the royal diadem, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

2 Crown Him, ye morning stars of light, 

Who fixed this earthly ball; 
Now hail the strength of Israel's might, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 

Ye ransomed from the fall. 
Hail Him who saves you by His grace, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 

The wormwood and the gall, 
Go, spread your trophies at His feet, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

5 Let every kindred, every tribe. 

On tills terrestrial ball. 
To Him all majesty ascribe. 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

6 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng 

We at His feet may foil! 
We'll join the everlasting song, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 
240 The Great Physician. 

1 The great Physician now is here, 

The sympathizing Jesus; 
He speaks the drooping heart to cheer. 
Oh, hear the voice of Jesus. 
Cho. — Sweetest note in seraph song. 

Sweetest name on mortal tongue. 
Sweetest carol ever sung; 
Jesus, blessed Jesus. 

2 Your many sins are all forgiven. 

Oh, hear the voice of Jesus; 
Go on your way in peace to heaven, • 
And wear a crown with Jesus. 
J All glory to the dying Lamb! 
I now l)elieve in Jesus; 
I love the blessed Savior's name, 
I love the name of Jesus. 

4 His name dispels my guilt and fear, 

No other name but Jesus; 
Oh, how my soul delights to hear 
The precious name of Jesus. 

5 And when to that bright world above. 

We rise to see our .Tesus, 
We'll sing around the throne of love 
His name, the name of Jesus. 

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1 The morning light is breaking; 
The darkness disappears; 

The sons of earth are waking 

To penitential tears; 
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean 

Brings tidings from afar, 
Of nations in commotion, 

Prepared for Zion's war. 

2 See heathen nations bending 
Before the God we love, 

And thousand hearts ascending 

In gratitude above; 
While sinnens, now confessing, 

The gospel call obey. 
And seek the Savior's blessing, 

A nation in a day. 

3 Blest river of salvation, 
Pursue thine onward way; 

Flow thou to every nation, 
Nor in thy richness stay: 

Stay not till all the lowly 

Triumphant reach their home: 

Stay not till all the holy 

Proclaim, "The Lord is come!" 



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On Thee, my Savior and my God! 

Well may this glowing heart rejoice. 
And tell its rapture all abroad. 

Cho. — Happy day, happy day. 

When Jesus washed my sins away; 
He taught me how to watch and pray. 
And live rejoicing every day; 
Happy day, happy day, 
AVhen Jesus washed my sins away. 

2 O happy bond, that seals my vows 
To Him who merits all my love! 

Let cheerful anthems till His hou.se. 
While to that sacred shrine I move. 

3 'Tis done, the great transaction's done; 
I am my Lord's, and He is niiue; 

He drew me, and I followed on. 
Charmed to confess the voice divine. 

4 Now rest, my long divided heart; 
Fixed on this blissful center, re.st; 

Nor ever from thy Lord depart. 
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243 Blessed Assurance. 

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Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine! 
Heir of salvation, purchased of God, 
Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood. 
C'HO.-||:This is my story, this is my song, 

Praising the Savior all the day long. :|| 

2 Perfect submission, perfect delight. 
Visions of rapture burst forth on my 

sight. 
Angels descending, bring from above. 
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love. 

3 Perfect submission, all is at rest, 
I in my Savior am happy and blest, 
Watching and waiting, and looking above. 
Filled with His goodness, lost in His love. 
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All my refuge and my plea; [iug, 
Matchless is Thy loving kindness. 

Else it had not stooped to me. 
Cho. — Oh, 'tis glory! oh, 'tis glory! 

Oh, 'tis glory in my soul. [meut, 
For I've touched the hem of His gar- 

And His power doth make me whole. 

2 Long my heart has heard Thee calling. 

But I thrust aside Thy grace; 
Yet, O boundless condescension! 
Love is shining from Thy face. 

3 Love eternal, light eternal, 

Close me safely, sweetly in; 
Savior, let Thy balm of healing, 
Ever keep me free from sin. 
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1 Blest be the tie that binds 
Our hearts in Christian love. 

The fellowship of kindred minds 
Is like to that above. 

2 Before our Father's throne. 
We pour our ardent prayers; 

Our hopes, onr fears, our aims are one, 
Our comforts and our cares. 

3 We share our mutual woes, 
Our mutual burdens bear; 

A.nd often for each other flows 
The sympathizing tear. 



4 When we asunder part. 

It gives us inward pain ; 
But we shall still be joined in heart, 

And hope to meet again. 



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1 My life, my love I give to Thee, 
Thou Lamb of God, who died for me; 
Oh, may I ever faithful be. 

My Savior and my God! 
Cho. — I'll live for Him who died for me. 
How happy then my litie shall be! 
I'll live for Him who died for me. 
My Savior and my God. 

2 I now believe Thou dost receive, 

For Thou hast died that I might live; 
And now henceforth I'll trust in Thee, 
My Savior and my God! 

3 Oh, Thou who died on Calvary, 

To save my soul and make me free; 
I consecrate my life to Thee, 
My Savior and my God. 

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1 My faith looks up to Thee, 
Thou Lamb of Calvary, 

Savior divine: 
Now hear me while I pray, 
Take all my guilt away, 
Oh. let me from this day 

Be wholly Thine. 

2 May Thy rich grace impart 
Strength to my fainting heart, 

My zeal inspire; 
As Thou hast died for me, 
Oh, may my love to Thee 
Pure, warm, and changeless be,— 

A living fire, 

3 While life's dark maze I tread, 
And griefs around me spread, 

Be Thou my guide; 
Bid darkness turn to day. 
Wipe sorrow's tears away, 
Nor let me ever stray 

From Thee aside. 

4 When ends lifie's transient dream. 
When death's cold, sullen stream 

Shall o'er me roll; 
Blest Savior, then, in love. 
Fear and distrust remove; 
O bear nip safe above, — 

A rau.-omed soul. 



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248 



Rock of Ages. 



Rock of Ages, cleft for me; 

Let me hide myself in Thee; 

Let the water and the blood, 

From Thy wounded side which flowed, 

Be of sin the double cure. 

Save from wrath and make me pure. 

2 Could my tears forever flow. 
Could ray zeal no languor know. 
These for sin could not atone; 
Thou must save, and Thou alone: 
In my hand no price I bring: 
Simply to Thy cross I cling. 

3 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
When my eyes shall close in death, 
When I rise to worlds unknown, 
And behold Thee on Thy throne, 
Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 

Let me hide myself in Thee. 

249 The Land of Beulah. 

See No. 173, Finest of the Wheat No. 1. 



1 250 Oh, for a Thousand Tongues. 

1 Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing 
My great Redeemer's praise; 

The glories of my God and King, 
The triumphs of His grace! 

2 My gracious Master and my God, 
As,sist me to proclaim. 

To spread through all the earth abroad. 
The honors of Thy name. 

3 Jesus! the name that charms our fears; 
That bids our sorrows cease; 

'Tis music in the sinner's ear, 
'Tis life, and health and peace. 

4 He breaks the power of canceled sin, 
He sets the prisoner free; 

His blood can make the foulest clean; 
His blood availed for me. 

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Where the golden sunlight gleams, 
O'er a land whose wondrous beauty 

Far exceeds my fondest dreams; 
Where the air is pure, ethereal. 

Laden with the breath of flowers. 
They are blooming by the fountain, 

'Neath the amaranthine bowers. 

Cho. — Is not this the land of Beulah, 
Ble.ssed, blessed laud of light. 
Where the flowers bloom forever, 
^ And the sun is always bright? 

2 I can see far down the mountain. 

Where I wandered weary years, 
Often hindered in my journey 

By the ghosts of doubts and fears. 
Broken vows and disappointments 

Thickly sprinkled all the way. 
But the Spirit led, unerring, 

To the land I hold to-day. 

3 I am drinking at the fountain. 

Where I ever would abide; 
For I've tasteti life's pure river, 

.\nd my soul is satisfied; 
There's no thirsting for life's pleasures, 

Nor adorning, rich and gay, 
For I've found a richer treasure, 

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Shake off thy guilty fears, 
The bleeding Sacrifice 

In my behalf appears: 
Before the throne my Surety stands, 
My name is written on His hands. 

2 He ever lives above. 

For me to intercede; 
His all-redeeming love. 

His precious blood, to plead; 
His blood atoned for all our race, 
And sprinkles now the throne of grace, 

3 Five bleeding wounds He bears, 

Received on Calvary: 
They pour efteetual prayers. 

They strongly plead for me, 
"Forgive him, oh, forgive," they cry, 
"Nor let that ran.somed sinner die." 

4 The Father hears Him pray. 

His dear anointed One: 
He cannot turn away 

The presence of Mis Son: 
His Spirit answers to the blood, 
And tells me I am born of God. 

5 My God is reconciled: 

His pardoning voice I hear: 
He owns me for His child; 

I can no longer tear: 
With confidence I now draw nigh. 
And, "Father, Abba, Father!" cry. 



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252 I am Coming to the Cross. 

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1 I am com i no; to the cross, 

I am poor and weak and blind; 
I am counting all but dross, 
I sliall lull salvation find. 

Cho. — I am trusting, Lord, in Thee; 
Blessed Lamb of Calvary; 
Humbly at the cross I bow; 
Jesus saves me — saves me now. 

2 Long my heart has sighed for Thee, 

Long has evil dwelt within; 
Jesus sweetly speaks to me; 

"1 will cleanse you from all sin." 

3 Here I give my all to Thee, 

Friends.and time.and earthly store, 
Soul and body, Thine to be — 
Wholly Tiiine for evermore. 

4 In tiie promises I trust. 

In the cleansing blood confide; 
I am prostrate in the dust, 
I with Christ am crucified. 

5 Jesus comes. He fills my soul, 

Perfected in Him I am, 
I am every whit made whole, 
Glory, glory to the Lamb! — 

253 I Know I Love Thee Better. 

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254 It is Good to be Here. 



1 While we bow in Thy name, 
Oh, meet us asrain. 

Fill our hearts with the light of Thy love; 

May the Spirit of grace. 

And the smiles of Thy face, 
Gently fall on us now from above. 

Ref.— It is good to be here, it is good to 
be here, [fear, 

Thv perfect love now drives away all our 

And light streaming down makes the 
pathway all clear. 

It is good for us, Lord, to be here. 

2 Our souls long for Thee; 
Oh, may we now see 

A sin cleansing blood-wave appear; 

And feel, as it rolls 

In power o'er our souls, 
It is good for us. Lord, to be here. 

3 Thou art with us, we know; 

We feel the sweet flow [tide; 

Of the sin-cleansing wave's gladd'ning 

We are waslied from our sin, 

Made all holy within. 
And in Jesus we sweetly abide. 




1 I know I love Thee better, Lord, 

Than any earthly joy, 
For Thou hast given me the peace 
Which nothing can destroy. 

Cho. — The half has never yet been told. 
Of love so full and free; 
The half has never yet been told, 
The blood — it cleanseth me. 

2 I know that Thou art nearer still 

Than any earthly throng. 
And sweeter is the thought of Thee 
Than any lovely song. 

3 Thou hast put gladness in my heart; 

Then well may I be glad! 
Without the secret of Thy love 
I could not but be sad. 

4 O Savior, precious Savior mine! 

Wiiat will Thy presence be. 
If such a life of joy can crown 
Our walk on earth with Thee? 



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1 I've reached the land of corn and wine, 
And all its riches freely mine. 
Here shines undimmed one blissful day, 
For all my night lias passed away. 
Chorus. 

Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land, 
As on thy highest mount I stand, 

1 look away across the sea. 
Where mansions are prepared for me. 
And view the sliining glory shore. 
My heaven, my home, forever more! 

2 My Savior comes and walks with nie, 
And sweet communion here have we; 
He gently leads me by His hand. 
For this is heaven's border-land. 

3 A sweet perfume upon the breeze. 
Is borne from ever vernal trees; • 
And flowers that never fading grow 
Where streams of life Ibrever flow. 

4 The zephyrs seem to float to me 
Sweet sounds of heaven's melody. 
As angels with the white-robed throng 

1 Join in the sweet redemption song. 
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256 Glory to His Name. 



Down at the cross where my Savior 

died, [cried; 

Down where for cleansing from sin I 

There to my heart was the blood 

Glory to His name. [applied; 

Cho. — ||:Gloryto His name;: || [applied: 

There to ray heart was the blood 

Glory to His name. 

2 I am so wondrously saved from sin, 
Jesus so sweetly abides within: 
Thereat the cross where He took me in; 

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3 Oh, precious fountain, that saves from 
I am so glad I have entered in; [clean, 
There Jesus saves me and keeps me 

Glory to His name. [sweet- 

4 Come to this fountain, so rich and 
Cast thy poor soul at the Savior's feet: 
Plunge in to day, and be made 

Glory to His name [complete: 
257 Is My Name Written There? 



258 Work, for the Night is Coming. 

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Work for the night is coming; 

Work through the morning hours; 
"Work, while the dew is sparkling: 

Work, 'mid springing flowers: 
Work, when the day grows brighter, 

Work, in the glowing sun: 
Work, for the night is coming, ' 

When man s work is done. 



1 Lord, I care not for riches, 

Neither silver nor gold; 
I would make sure of heaven, 

I would enter the fold, 
In the book of Thy kingdom, 

With its pages so fair, 
Tell me, Jesus my Savior, 
la my name written there? 
Cho. — Is my name written there, 

On the page white and fair? 

In the book of Thy kingdom, 

Is my name written there? 

2 Lord, ray sins they are many. 

Like the sands of the sea. 
But Thy blood, O my Savior, 

Is sufficient for me; 
For Thy promise is written, 

In bright letters that glow. 
"Though your sins be as scarlet, 

I will make them like snow." 

3 Oh! that beautiful city. 

With its mansions of light. 
With its glorified beitiirs, 

In pure garments of white; 
Where no evil thing cometh 

To despoil what is fair; 
Where the angels are watching, — 

Is my name written there? 



Work, for the night is coming; 

Work through the snnny noon; 
Fill brightest hours with labor; 

Rest comes sure and soon. 
Give every flying minute 

Something to keep in store; 
Work, for the night is coming, 

W^hen man works no more. 

Work, for the night is coming. 

Under the sunset skies; 
While their bright tints are glowing, 

Work, for daylight flies. 
Work, till the last beam fadeth, 

Fadeth to shine no more; 
Work, while the night is darkening, 

When man's work is o'er. 



259 The Cleansing Wave, 



1 Oh. now I see the crimson wave, 

The fountain deep and wide, 

Jesus, my Lord, mighty to save, 

Points to His wounded side. 

Ref. — The cleansing stream, I see, I see! 
I plunge, and oh. it cleanseth me! 
Oh, praise the Lord, it cleanseth me! 
It cleanseth me, yes, cleanseth me! 

2 I see the new creation rise; 

I hear the speaking blood! 
It speaks! polluted nature dies! 
Sinks 'neath the cleansing flood. 

^ I rise to walk in heaven's own light. 
Above the world of sin. 
With heart made pure, and garments 
white, 
And Christ enthroned within. 

4 Amazing grace! 'tis heaven below. 
To feel the blood applied; 
And Jesus, only Jesus know, 
-My Jesus crucified. 



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260 Nearer, my God, to Thee. 

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1 Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee, 
E'en thoiijih it be a cross. 

That raiseth me: 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! 

2 Though like a wanderer. 

The siin gone down, 
Darkness be over me, 

My rest a stone, 
Yet in my dreams I'd be 
Nearer, liiy God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! 

3 There let the way appear 
" Steps unto Heaven! 

All that Thou sendest me, 

In mercy given; 
Angels to beckon me 
Nearer, my God. to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! 

4 Then, with my waking thoughts 

Bright with Thy praise. 
Out of my stony griefs 

Bethel' I'll raise; 
So by my woes to be 
Nearer, "my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! 

5 Or if, on joyful wing 

Cleaving the sky. 
Sun, moon, and stars forgot, 

Upward I fly. 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! 

261 Holy Spirit, Faithful Gmde. 



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1 Saved to the uttermost: I am the 

Lord's, 
Jesus my Savior salvation affords. 
Gives me His Spirit a witness within, 
Whisp'ring of pardon, and saving from 

sin. 

Cho. — Saved, saved, saved to the utter- 
Saved, saved, by power divine; [most. 
Saved, saved, I'm saved to the utter- 
Jesus the Savior, is mine. [most, 

2 Saved to the uttermost: Jesus is near, 
Keeping me safely, he casteth out fear; 
Trusting His piomises, how I am blest, 
Leaning upon Him. how sweet is my rest. 

3 Saved to the uttermost: this I can say, 
"Once all was darkness, but now it is 
Beautiful visions of glory I see, [day," 
Jesus in brightness revealed unto me. 

4 Saved to the uttermost: cheerfully sing 
Loud hallelujahs to Jesus my King; 
Ransomed and pardoned, redeemed by 

His blood, [God. 

Cleansed from unrighteousness, glory to 

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1 Holy Spirit, faithful guide. 
Ever near tlie Christian's side; 
Gently lead us by the hand. 
Pilgrims in a desert land; 
Weary souls fore'er rejoice, 

While they hear that sweetest voice 
Whisp'ring softly, wanderer come! 
Follow nie, I'll guide thee home. 

2 Ever present, truest Friend, 
Ever near, Thine aid to lend. 
Leave iis not to doubt and fear, 
Groping on in darkness drear. 
When the storms are raging sore, 
Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o'er, 
Whisper softly, wanderer, come! 
Follow me, I'll guide thee home. 

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1 Stand up stand up for Jesus, 

Ye soldiers of the cross; 
Lift high His royal banner. 

It must not suffer loss; 
From victory unto victory 

His army shall he lead. 
Till every foe is vanquished 

And Christ is Lord indeed. 

2 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 

Stand in His strength alone; 
Tlie arm of flesh will fail you; 

Ye dare not trust your own: 
Put on the gospel armor, 

Each piece put on with prayer; 
Where duty calls, or danger. 

Be never wanting there. 

3 Stand up. stand up for Jesus, 

The strife will not be long; 
This day the noise of battle. 

The next the victor's song: 
To him that overcometh, 

A crown of life shall be; 
He with the King of glory, 

Shall reign eternally. 



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Ji\gt as I Am. 



266 Marching to Zion. 



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1 Just as I am, witliout one plea, 
Hut that Thy blood was shed lor me, 
And that Thou bidd'st uie come to Thee, 

O Lamb of Uod, I come! 1 come! 

2 Just as I am, and waitinji not 

To rid my soul of one dark blot, [spot. 
To Thee whose blood can cleanse each 
O Lamb of God, I come! I come! 

3 Just as I am, though tossed about 
With many a conflict, many a doubt, 
Fightinjis within, and fears without, 

O Lamb of God, I come! I come! 

4 Just as I am — poor, Avretched, blind; 
Sight, riches, healing of the mind. 
Yea, all I need, in Thee I find, 

O Lamb of God, I come! I come! 

5 Just as I am — Thou wilt receive. 
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve; 
Because Thy promise I believe; 

O Lamb of God, I come! I come! 

6 Just as I am — Thy love unknown 
Hath broken every barrier down; 
Now, to be Thine, yea. Thine alone, 

O Lamb of God, I come! I come! 



265 



Fill Me Now. 

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1 Hover o'er me, Holy Spirit; 

Bathe my trembling heart and brow; 
Fill me with Thy liallowed presence, — 
Come, oh, come and till me now. 

Clfo — Fill me now, fill me now, 
.Tesus, come and fill me now. 
Fill me with Thy hallowed presence, — 
Come, oh, come and fill me now. 

2 Thou canst fill me, gracious Spirit, 

Though I cannot tell Thee how; 

But I ueetl Thee, greatly nee<l Thee; 

Come, oh, come and till me now. 



I am weakness, full of weakness; 

At Thy sacred fieet I bow; 
Blest, divine, eternal Spirit, 

Fill with power, and fill me now. 

Cleanse and conjfor^blessand save me 
Bathe.oh, bathe my heart and brow 

Thou art comforting and saving, 
Thou art sweetly filling now. 

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Come, we that love the Lord, 
And let our joys be known, 
Join in a song with sweet accord, 
And thus surround the throne. 
Cho. — We're marching to Zion, 

Beautiful, beautiful Zion; 
We're marching upward to Zioii, 
The beautiful city of God. 

2 Let those refuse to sing 

Who never knew our God; 
But children of the heavenly King 
May speak their joys abroad. 

3 Then let our song abound, 

And every tear be dry; 
We're marching thro' Immanuel's 
ground. 
To fairer worlds on high. 

267 Stepping in the Light. 

See No. 78. Finest of the Wheat No. I. 




Trying to walk in the steps of the 

Savior, 
Trying to follow our Savior and King; 
Shaping our lives by Hisblessed example, 
Happy, how happy the songs that we 

bring. 

Cho. — How beautiful to walk in the 
steps of the Savior, 

II : Stepping in the light;:|| [Savior, 
How beautiful to walk in the steps of the 

Led in paths of light. 

2 Pres.sing more closely to Him who is 

leading, [way; 

When we are tempted to turn from the 
Trusting the arm that is strong to de- 
fend us, [da.V- 

Happy, how happy, our praises each 

3 Walking in footsteps of gentle for- 

bearance, [love. 

Footsteps of iaithfulness, mercy and 
Looking to Him for the grace freely 

promised, 
Happy, how happy, our journey above. 

4 Trying to walk in the steps of the 
Savior, [Guide, 

Upward, still upward we'll fi)llow our 

When we shall see Him, "the King in 

His beauty," [side. 

Happy, how happy, our place at His 



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268 Companionship with Jesus. 

See No. -23, Finest of the Wheat No. 1. 

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1 Ob, blessed fellowship •divine! 

Oil, joy supremely sweet! 
Companionship with Jesus here 

Makes life with bliss replete; 
In union with the purest one 
I find my heaven on earth begun, 
REF.-Oh,wondrous bliss! oh, joy sublime! 

I've Jesus with me all the time! 
Oh, wondrous bliss! oh, joy sublime! 

I've Jesus with me all the time! 

2 I'm walking close to Jesus' side, 

So close that I can hear 
The softest whispers of His love, 

In fellowship so dear. 
And feel His great almighty hand 
Protects me in this hostile land. 

3 I'm leaning on His loving breast. 

Along life's weary way; 
My path, illumined by His smiles. 

Grows brighter day by day; 
No foes, no woes my heart can fear, 
With my almighty Friend so near. 

4 I know His sheltering wings of love 

Are always o'er me spread, 
And tho' the storms may fiercely rage, 

All calm and free from dread. 
My peaceful spirit ever sings, 
"I'll trust the covert of Thy wings." 

269 At the Cross. 

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1 O Jesus, Lord, Thy dying love 

Hath pierced my contrite heart; 
Now take my life, and let me prove 
How dear to me Thou art. 
Cho.-At the cross, at the cross,where I first saw the 
And the burden of ray heart rolled away: [light, 
It was there by faith I received my sight. 
And now I am happy night and day! 

2 Amid the night of sin and death 

Thy light hath filled my soul; 
To me Thy loving voice now saith. 
Thy faith hath made thee whole. 

3 I kiss Thy feet, I clasp Thy hand, 

I touch Thy bleeding side; 
Oh, let me here forever stand, 
Where Thou wert crucified. 

4 My Lord,ray light.my strength, my all, 

I count my gain hut loss; 

Forever let Thy love enthrall, 

And keep me at the cross. 

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1 All praise to Him who reigns above, 

In majesty supreme; 
Who gave His Son for man to die, 
That He might man redeem. 
CHO.-Blessed be the name.blessed be the 
Blessed be the name of the Lord;[name, 
Blessed be the name,blessed be the name, 
Blessed be the name of the Lord. 

2 His name above all names shall stand, 

Exalted more and more. 
At God the Father's own right hand, 
Where angel hosts adore. 

3 Redeemer, Savior, Friend of man, 

Once ruined by the fall. 
Thou hast devised salvation's plan. 
For Thou hast died for all. 

4 His name shall be the Counselor, 

The mighty Prince of Peace, 

Of all earth's kingdoms conqueror, 

Whose reign shall never cease. 

5 The ransomed hosts to Thee shall bring 

Their praise and homage meet; 
With rapturous awe adore their King, 
And worship at His feet. 

6 Then- shall we know as we are known, 

And in that world above 
Forever sing around the throne 
His everlasting love. 
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1 In the rifted Rock I'm resting, 
Safely sheltered. I abide; 

There no foes nor storms molest me. 
While within the cleft I hide. 
Ref.— Now I'm resting,sweetly resting, 
In the cleft once made for me: 
Jesus, blessed Rock of Ages, 
I will hide myself in Thee. 

2 Long pursued by sin and Satan, 
Weary, sad, I longed for rest; 

Then I found this heavenly shelter. 
Opened in my Savior's breast. 

3 Peace, which passeth understanding, 
Joy, the world can never give, 

Now in Jesus I am finding; 
In His smiles of love I live. 

4 In the rifted Rock I'll hide me. 
Till the storms oC life are past, 

All secure in this blest refuge. 
Heeding not the fiercest blast. 




FAMILIAR HYMNS. 
272 Standing on the Promises. 1 274 Help Just a Little, 

1 Brother for Christ's kingdom sighing, 
Help a little, help a little: 

Help to save the millions dying. 
Help j last a little. 
Cho. — Oh, the wrongs that we may 
righten ! 
Oh, the hearts that we may lighten! 
Oh, the skies that we may brighten! 
Helping just a little. 

2 Is thy cup made sad ])y trial? 
Help a little, help a little; 

Sweeten it with self-denial, 
Help just a little. 

3 Tho" no wealth to thee is given, 
Help a little, help a little; ' 

Sacrifice is gold in heaven, 
Help just a little. 

4 Let us live for one another, 
Help a little, help a little; 

Help to lift each fallen brother, 
Help just a little. 

5 Tho' thy life is pressed with sorrow, 
Help a little, help a little: 

Bravely look t'ward God's to-morrow. 
Help just a little. 
275 He Came to Save Me. 

See No. 57, Finest of Ihe Wheat No. 1. 

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1 standing on the promises of Christ my 

King; 
Thro' eternal ages let His praises ring; 
Glory in the highest, I will shout and 
sing, 
Standing on the promises of God. 
Cho.— Standing, standing, 
Standing on the promises of God my Sav- 
Standing, standing, [ior; 

I'm standing on the promises of God. 

2 Standing on the promises that cannot 

fail, [fear assail; 

When the howling storms of doubt and 
By theliving Wordof God I shall prevail. 
Standing on the promises of God. 

3 Standing on the promises I now can see 
Perfect, present cleansing in the blood 

for me; [ makes free. 

Standing in the liberty where Christ 
Standing on the promises of God. 

4 Standing on the promises 1 cannot fall, 
List'ning ev'ry moment to the Spirit's 

call. 
Resting in my Savior, as ray all in all. 

Standing on the promises of God. 
273 Him that Cometh unto Me. 





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1 Listen to the blessed invitation, 
Sweeter than the notes of angel-song. 

Chiming softly with a heavenly cadence. 
Calling to the passing throng. 

Cho. — Him that cometh unto me. 
Him that cometh unto me. 
Him that cometh unto me, 
I will in nowise cast out. 

2 Weary toiler, sad and heavy-laden, 
Joyfully the great salvation see. 

Close beside thee stands the Burden 
Bearer, 
Strong to bear thy load and thee. 

3 Come ye thirsty, to the living waters. 
Hungry, come and on His bounty feed, 

Not thy fitness is the pier* to bring Him, 
But thy pressing utmost need. 

4 Coming humbly, daily to this Savior, 
Breathing all the heart to Him in pray'r; 

Coming .some day to the heavenly man- 
sions. 
He will give thee welcome there. 

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1 When Jesus laid His crown aside. 
He came to save me; 

When on the cross He bled and died, 
He came to save me. 
Cho. — I'm so glad. I'm so glad, 
I'm so glad that Jesus came, 
And grace is free, 
I'm so glad, I'm so glad, 
I'm so glad that Jesus came. 
He came to save me. 

2 In my poor heart He deigns to dwell, 
He came to save me: 

Oh, praise His name. I know it well, 
He came to save rae. 

3 With gentle hand He leads me still, 
He came to save me; 

And trusting Him I fear no ill. 
He came to save me. 

4 To Him my faith with rapture clings, 
He came to save me; 

To Him my heart looks up and sings, 
He came to save me. 



FAMILIAR HYMNS. 



276 



Redeemed. 



278 



Step Out on the Promise. 

Si;i- Nil. 156, Finest ol the Whi-at No. I. 



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1 Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it 
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb; 

Redeemed thro' His infinite mercy, 

His child and forever I am. 
Ref, — Redeemed, redeemed. 

Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb, 
Redeemed, redeemed. 

His child and forever I am. 

2 Redeemed, and so happy in Jesns, 
No language my rapture can tell, 

I know that the light of His presence 
With me doth continually dwell. 

3 I think of my blessed Redeemer, 
I think of Him all the day long, 

I sing, for I cannot be silent, 

His love is the theme of my song. 

4 I know I shall see in His beauty 
The King in whose law I delight, 

Who lovingly guardeth my footsteps, 
And giveth me songs in the night. 

5 I know there s a crown that is waiting 
In yonder bright mansion for me, 

And soon, with the spirits made perfect. 

At home with the Lord I shall be. 
277 Jesus will give you Rest 

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1 Will you come, will you come, with 

your poor broken heart, 

Burden'd and sin oppressed? 
Lay it down at the feet of your Savior 

Jesus will give you rest, [and Lord, 
Ref. — Oh, happy rest, sweet, happy rest! 

Jesus will give you rest, 
Oh! why won't you come in simple, 

Jesus will give you rest, [trusting faith, 

2 Will you come, will you come? there 

is mercy for yon, 
Balm for your aching breast; 
Only come as you are, and believe on His 
Jesus will give you rest. [name, 

3 Will yon come, will you come? you 

have nothing to pay, 
Jesns, who loves you best. 
By His death on the Cross purchased life 
Jesus will give yon rest, [for your soul, 

4 Will you come, will you come, liow He 
pleads with you now! 



1 O mourner of Zion how blessed art thou, 
For Jesus is waiting to comfort thee now ; 
Fear not to rely on the word of thy God, 
Step out on the promise, — get under the 

blood. 

2 Oh, ye that are hungry and thirsty rejoice, 
For ye shall be filled; do you hear that 

sweet voice? 
Inviting you now to the banquet of God, 
Step out on the promise,— get under the 

blood. 

3 Who sighs for a heart from iniquity free? 
Oh, poor troubled soul! there's a promise 

for thee; 
There's rest, weary one,in the bosom of God, 
Step out on the promise, — get under the 

blood. 

4 Step out on the promise and Christ 

thou shalt win, 
"The blood of His Sou cleansetb us 

from all sin," 
It cleansetli me now, hallelujah to God, 
I rest on the promise,— I'm under the blood. 

279 Jesus Saves. 

103, Finest of the Wheat No 




1 We have heard a joyful sound, 

Jesus saves, Jesus saves; 
Spread the gladness all around, 

Jesus saves, Jesus saves; 
Bear the news to every land, 

Climb the steeps and cross the waves. 
Onward, 'tis our Lord's command, 

Jesus saves, Jesus saves. 

2 Waft it on the rolling tide, 
Jesus saves, Jesus saves; 

Tell to sinners, far and wide, 

Jesus saves. .Tesus saves: 
Sing, ye islands of the sea, 

Echo back, ye ocean caves, 
Earth shall keep her Jubilee, 

Jesus saves, Jesus saves. 

3 Sing above the battle's strife, 
.Tesus saves. Jesus saves; 

By His death and endless life, 

.Tesus saves .Tesus saves; 
Sing it softly thro' the gloom, 

When the heart for mercy craves, 



Fly to His loving breast. 
And whatever your sin or your sorrow I Sing in triumph o'er the tomb, 
Jesus will give you rest. [may be ^ Je.sus saves, Jesus saves. 
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1 My soul, in sad exile, was out on 

life's sea, 
So burdened with sin, and distrest. 
Till 1 heard a sweet voice saying, make 
me your choice; 
And I entered the "Haven of Rest!" 
Cho. — I've anchored my soul in the 
haven of rest, 
I'll sail the wide seas no more; 
The tempest may sweep o'er the wild, 
stormy deep, 
In Jesus I'm safe evermore. 

2 I yielded my.self to His tender embrace, 
And faith taking hold of the w ord 

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My fetters fell off and I anchored mv 
The haven of rest is my Lord, [soui ; 

3 The song of my soul, since the Lord 
made me \^liole, 

Has been the oi.n story so blest, 
Of Jesus, who'll save whosoever wil' 
have 
A home in the "Haven of Kest!" 

4 How precious the thought that we all 
may recline, 

Like John the beloved and blest, 
On Jesus' strong arm, where no tempest 
can harm, — 
Secure in the "Haven of Rest!" 

5 Oh, come to the Savior, He patiently 
To save by His power divine; [waits 

Come, anchor your souls in the haven 
of rest, 
\ud say, "my Beloved ia mine." 



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284 Give me Jesus. 

See No. 174, Kiuest of the Wheat No. 



1 We praise Thee, () God! for the Son 

of Thy love, 

For Jesns who died and is now gone 
above. 
Cho.— Hallelujah! Thine the glory, Hal- 
lelujah! Amen. 

Hallelujah I Thine the glory; Revive 
us again. 

2 We praise Thee,0 God! for Thy Spirit 

of light. 
Who has shown us our Savior and 
scattered our night. 

3 All glory and praise to the Lamb that 

was slain, 
Who has borne all our sins, and has 
cleansed every stain. 

4 All glory and jjraise to the God of all 

grace, 
Who has bought ns and sought us, 
and guided our ways. 

5 Revive us again; fill each heart with 

Thy love; 
May each soul be rekindled with fire 
from above. 
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1 Are you weary,areyou heavy-hearted? 
Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesns; 

Are you grieving overjoys departed? 

Tell it to Jesus alone. 
Cho. — Tell it to .Jesus, tell it to Jesus, 

He is a friend thafs well known; [er, 
You have no other such a friend or broth - 

Tell it to Jesns alone. 

2 Di) the tears flow down your cheeks 

unbidden? 
Tell it to .Jesns, tell it to .Tesus; [den? 
ll.ive you sins that to man's eye aie hid- 

Tell it to Jesus alone, 
o Do you fear the gathering clouds of 
sorrow? 
Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesns; [row? 
Are you anxious what shall be to-mor- 

Tell it to Jesus alone. 
4 .^re you troubled a1 the tho't of dying? 

Tell it to .Tesus, tell it to Jesus: 
For Christ's coming kingdom are you 
sighing? 
Tell it to Jesus alone. I 

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1 Take the world, but give me Jesus, — 

All its joys are but a name; 
But His love abideth ever. 
Thro' eternal years the same. 

Cho.— Oh, the height and depth of mercy, 
Oh, the length and breadth of love, 
Oh. the fullness of redemption, 
Pledge of endless life above. 

2 Take the world, but give me Jesus, 

Sweetest comfort of my soul; 

W^ith my Savior watching o'er me 

I can sing, tho' billows roll. 

3 Take the world, but give me Jesus, 

Let me view His constant smile; 

Then throughout my pilgrim jonrnoy 

Light will cheer me all the Avhile. 

4 Take the world, but give me Jesus: 

In His cross my trust shall be, 
Till, with clearer, brighter vision, 
Face to face my Loid I see. 

285 'Tis so Sweet to Trust in Jesus. 

See No. 186, Finest of I be Wheat No. 1. 



1 'Tis so sweet to trust in .Tesus, 
Just to take Him at His word; 

Just to rest upon His promise; 

Just to know, '"Thus saith the 
Lord." 

Ref. — Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him: 
How I'veproved Him o'er and o'er, 
Jesus, Jesns, Precious Jesus I 
Oh, for grace to trust Him more. 

2 Oh, how sweet to trust in .Tesus, 
Just to trust His cleansing blood; 

Just in simple faith to plunge me 
'Neath the healing, cleansing flood. 

3 Yes, 'tis sweet to trust in Jesus, 
Just from sin and self to cease; 

Just from .Tesus simply taking 
Life, and rest, and joy, and peace. 

4 I'm so glad I learn'd to trust Thee, 
Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend; 

.\nd I know that Thou art with me, 
Wilt be with me to the end. 



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1. Our friends on earth we meet with pleasure, While swift the moments fly, 

2. How joy-fnl is the thought that lingers, When lov'd ones cross death's sea. 

3. No part-iug words shall e'er be spok-en In that bright land of flowers ' 

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Yet ev - er comes the thought of sad-ness That we must say good-by. 
That when our la - bors here are end - ed, With them we'll ev-er be. 
But songs of joy, and peace, and gladness, Shall ev - er-more be ours 

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We'Iluev-er say good-by in heaven, We'll never say good-by, (good-by, 

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287 Marching to Glory. 

Tuue— "Marching Through Georgia." Key of R Flat. 

1 Come with hearts and voice.s now and sing a gospel song 
Sing it with a spirit that will move the mighty thron"; ' 
Sing it till the world shall hear the echoes loud and long, 

While we are marching to glory. 
Chc— Then hail! all hail! the coming jubilee! 

Redeemed from sin, our .Tesus makes us free; 
Now we'll shout salvation over mountain, land, and sea, 
While we are marching to glory I 

2 Gird the gospel armor on and duty's call obey: 

See the host of Satan ready marshaled for the fray; 
Going forth to meet them we will watch and fight and pray 
While we are marching to glory! 

3 Forward then lo battle 'neath the banner of the cro.ss; 
Counting worldly honors at their best as only dross; 
Jesus IS our Captiiin, and we ne'er can suffer loss, 

While we are marching to glory! 



FAMILIAR HYMNS. 



288 The Lily of the Valley. 



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1 I have found a friend in Jesus, He's 

every thing to me, 
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my 

soul; 
The Lily of the Valley, in Him alone 

I see, 
All I need to cleanse and make me 

fully whole; 
In sorrow He's my comfort, in trouble 

He's uiy stay, 
He tells me every care on Him to roll, 
He's the Lily of the Valley, the bright 

and morning Star, 
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my 

soul. 

Cho. — In sorrow He's my comfort, iu 

trouble He's my stay, 
He tells me every care on Him to roll. 
He's the Lily of the Valley, the bright 

and morning Star, 
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my 

soul. 

2 He all my griefs has taken, and all my 

sorrows borne; 
In temptation He's my strong and 

mighty tower; 
I have all for Him forsaken, and all my 

idols torn 
From my heart, and now He keeps 

me by His power. 
Though all the world forsake me. and 

Satan tempts ine sore, [goal. 

Thro' Jesus I shall safely reach the 
He's the Lily of the Valley, the bright 

and morning Star, 
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my 

soul. 



289 Jesus, Lover of My Soul. 



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1 Jesus, lover of my soul, 

Let me to Thy bosom fly. 
While the nearer waters roH, 

While the tempest still is high! 
Hide me, O my Savior, hide. 

Till the storm of life is past; 
Safe into the haven guide. 

receive my soul at last! 

2 Other refuge have I none; 

Hangs my helpless soul on Thee: 
Leave. O leave me not alone. 

Still suj'port and comfort nie: 
All my trust on Thee is stayed, 

.All my help from Thee I bring; 
Cover my defenseless head 

With the shadow of Thy wing! 

3 Thou. O Christ, art all I want; 

More than all in Thee I find: 
Kaise the fallen, cheer the liaint. 

Heal the sick, and lead the blind 
Just and holy is Thy name, 

1 am all unrighteousness: 
False and full of sin I am. 

Thou art full of truth and grace. 

4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found. 

Grace to cover all my sin: 
Let the healing streams abound: 

Make and keep me pure within. 
Thou of life the fountain art, 

Freely let me take of Thee: 
Spring Thou up within my heart. 

Rise to all eternity. 
290 It Reaches Me. 

See No, 189. Finest of the Wheal Nul 



He will never, never leave me, nor yet 

forsake me here, 
While I live by faith and do His bless- 
ed will: 
A wall of fire about me, I've nothing 

now to fear; 
With His manna He my hungrv soul 

shall fill; 
Then sweeping up to glory we see His 

blessed face. 
Where rivers of delight shall ever roll. ] 
He's the Lily of the Valley, the bright j 3 .Tesus, Savior, I adore Thee 

and morning Star, 
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my 

soul. 



1 Oh, this uttermost salvation! 
'Tis a fountain full and free. 

Pure, exhaustless, ever flowing. 

Wondrous grace! it reaches me? 

Cho. — It reaches me! it reaches me! 

Wondrous grace! it reaches me! 

Pure, e.xhaustless, ever flovNiii 

Wondrous grace, it reaches nie! 

2 How amazing God's compassion. 
That so vile a worm should pro\ 

This stupendous bliss of Heaven, 
Thus unmeasured wealth ot l()\e 



Now Thy love I will proclaim, 
I will tell the blessed story, 
I will magnify Thy name! 



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FAMILIAR HYMNS. 



291 



Entire Consecration. 

ee No. 106, Fiuust of the Wheat No. 1 



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1 Take my life, and let it be 
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee; 

Take my hands, and let them move 
At the impulse of Thy love. 
Cho. — Wash me in the Savior's precious 
Cleanse me in its purifying flood ;[blood, 
Lord, I give to Thee my life and all, to be 
Thine, henceforth, eternally. 

2 Take my feet, and let tiiem be 
Swift and beautiful for Thee; 
Take my voice, and let me sing 
Always, only for my King. 

3 Take my lips, and let them be 
Filled with messages from Thee; 
Take my moments and my days; 
Let them flow in ceaseless praise. 

4 Take my will, and make it Thine 
It shall be no longer mine: 
Take my heart — it is Thine own, 
It shall be Thy royal throne. 

5 Take my love, my Lord, I pour 
At Thy feet its treasure-store; 
Take myself, and I will be 
Ever, only, all for Thee. 

292 Jesus, my AIL 



293 



We Have an Anchor. 

See No. 84, Finest of the Wheat No 1. 




Will your anchor hold in the storms 

of life, [strife? 

When the clouds unfold their wings of 
When the strong tides lift, and the 

cables strain, 
Will your anchor drift, or firm remain? 
Ref. — We have an anchor that keeps 

the soul [roll. 

Steadfast and sure while the billows 
Fastened to the Rock which cannot 

move, [love. 

Grounded firm and deep in the Savior's 

2 It is safely moored, 'twill the storm 

withstand, [hand: 

For 'tis well secured by the Savior's 
And the cables, passed from His heart to 

mine, [divine. 

Can defy the blast, through strength 

3 \Yhen our eyes behold through the 

gathering night 
The city of gold, our harbor bright. 
We shall anchor fast by the heavenly 

shore. 
With the storms all past forevermore. 

294 Missionary Hymn. 



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1 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone, 
He whom I fix my hopes upon; 
His track I see. and I'll pursue 
The narrow way, till Him I view, 
The way the holy prophets went, 
The road that leads from banishment. 
The King's highway of holiness, 
I'll go, for all His paths are peace. 

2 This is the way I long have sought. 
And mourned because I found it not 
My grief a burden long has been. 
Because I was not saved from sin. 
The more I strove against its po»ver 
I felt its weight and guilt the more; 
Till late I heard my Savior say, 
''Come hither, soul, I am the way." 

3 Lolglad I come;andThon, blest Lamb 
Shalt take me to Thee as I am; 
Nothing but sin have I to give; 
Nothing but love shall I receive. 
Then will I tell to sinners 'round. 
What a dear Savior I have found, 
I'll point to Thy redeeming blood, 
And say, "Behold the way to God." 

No. 2 15. 225 



1 From Greenland's icy mountains, 
From India's coral strand; 

Wiiere Afric's sunny fountains 
Roll down their golden sand; 

From many an ancient river, 
From many a palmy plain, 

They call us to deliver 

Their land from error's chain. 

2 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 
With wisdom from on high. 

Shall we, to men benighted. 

The lamp of life deny? 
Salvation! oh, salvatioul 

The .joyful sound proclaim. 
Till earth's remotest nation 

Has learned Messiah's name. 
i Waft, waft, ye winds, Tlis story; 

.\nd you, ye waters, roll, 
Till, like a sea of glory, 

It spreads from pole to pole; 
Till o'er our ransomed nature, 

The Lamb for sinners slain. 
Redeemer, King, Creator. 

In bliss returns to reign. 



FAMILIAR HYMNS. 



295 Bringing in the Sheaves. 



1 Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds 

of kindness, [eves; 

Sowing in the noon-tide, and the dewy 

Waiting for the harvest, and the time 

of reaping, [the sheaves. 

We shall come rejoicing, bringing in 

Cho. — ||:Bringing in the sheaves, :]! 

We shall come rejoicing, bringing in 

the sheaves. 

2 Sowing in the sunshine, sowing in the 

shadows, [chilling breeze; 

Fearing neither clouds, nor winter's 

By and by the harvest, and the labor 

ended, [the sheaves. 

We shall come rejoicing, bringing in 

3 Go, then, ever weeping, sowing for the 

Master, [often grieves; 

Though the loss sustained our spirit 

When our weeping's over He will bid us 

welcome, [the sheaves; 

We shall come rejoicing, bringing in 

296 Come, ye Sinners. 



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1 Come, ye sinners, poor and needy. 
Weak and wounded, sick and sore; 

Jesus ready stands to save you. 
Full of pity, love, and power. 
Cho. — Turn to the Lord, and seek sal- 
vation, 
Sound the praise of His dear name; 
Glory, honor, and salvation, 

Christ the Lord has come to reign. 

2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome, 
God's free bounty glorify; 

True belief and true repentance. 
Every grace that brings you nigh. 

3 Let not conscience make you linger, 
Nor of fitness fondly dream; 

All the fitness He requireth 

Is to feel your need of Him. 
297 Guide me. 



2 Open now the crystal fonntain. 

Whence the healing waters flow; 
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar. 

Lead me all my journey through: 
Strong Deliverer, 
Be Thou still my strength and shield. 

3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 

Bid my anxious fears subside; 
Bear me thro' the swelling current, 
Land me safe on Canaan's side; 
Songs of praises 
I will ever give to Thee. 
298 Forever here my Rest. 



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1 Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah, 
Pilgrim through this barren land, 
I am weak, but Thou art mighty; 
Hold me with Thy powerful hand: 

Bread of heaven. 
Feed me till I want no more. 



1 Forever here my rest shall be, 
Close to Thy bleeding side; 

This all my hope, and all my plea, 
' 'For me the Savior died. ' ' 

2 My dying Savior, and my God, 
Fountain for guilt and sin, 

Sprinkle me ever with Thy blood, 
And cleanse and keep me clean. 

3 Wash me, and make me thus Thine 
Wash me, and mine Thou art; [own; 

Wash me, but not my feet alone. 
My hands, my head, my heart. 

4 Th' atonement of Thy blood apply, 
Till faith to sight improve; 

Till hope in full fruition die, 

And all my soul be love. 
299 God be with You. 

See No. 55, Finest of the Wheat No. 1. 



1 God be with you till we meet again; 
By His counsels guide, uphold jou, 

With His sheep securely fold you, 

God be with you till we meet again. 
Cho. — Till we. meet, till we meet, 

Till we meet at Jesus' feet; 
Till we meet, till we meet [again. 
God be with you till we meet 

2 God be with you till we meet again, 
'Neath His wings securely hide you; 

Daily manna still divide you, 
God be with you till we meet again. 

3 God be with you till we meet again. 
When life's perils thick confound you. 

Put His arms unfailing round you, 
God be with you till we meet again. 

4 God be with you till we meet again, 
Keep love's banner floating o'er yon, 

Smite death's threat'ning wave before 
God be with you till we meet again, [you, 



226 



INDEX 



Titles in Small Caps: First Lines in Roman. 



Adoption 

Alas, and did my Saviob bleed?. . 

A little moke pbayeb. ... 

All fob Jesus : 

All hail the power of Jesns' name ! 

All my life long I had panted 

All praise to Him who reigns above 

All the woeld fob Jesus 

Amid the trials which I meet 

And can it be 

Angels above abe sinoinq 

Antthing, Loed, fob Thee 

Are you happy in the Lord 

Abe you washed 

Are you weary, are you heavy- 
hearted 

Abise, mi soul, abise 

A sailor o'er the trackless deep. . . 

A BHELTEB IN THE TIME OF BTOEM 
A SHOUT OF VIOTOBY 

A sinner lost and yet I came 

A 80NQ IN MY HEABT 

A BONG OF PBAISE 

A BONG THEKE IS 

A trembling soul, I sought the 

Lord 

At the oboss 

At the cross where Jesus died .... 
Awake, my soul, to joyful lays. . . . 
Away beyond the stars 

Battling fob the Lobd 

Beautiful beckoning hands 

Beautiful land on high 

Beautiful Zion 

Beckoning hands at the gateway 

to-night 

Behold a stranger at the door .... 
Behold me standing at the door. . 

Best of All 

Bbulah Land 

Blessed am I 

BliESSBD ASSUBANOB 



No. 




No 


130 


Blessed be the name 


270 


^88 




3S 


121 


Blessed Jesus, keep me white 


8 


228 


Blessed Jesus, thou art mine 


8 


239 


Blest be the tie that binds 


245 


45 


Blind Baetimeus 


21 


270 


Bbight, beautiful mobnino 


160 


131 


Bbingino in the sheaves 


295 


182 


Being them in 


186 


208 


Brother, for Christ's Kingdom 




15^ 


sighing 


274 


19 


Bbotheb, will you go 


54 


96 


Beought back . . . 


18 


222 


Building fob etebnity 


2 


283 


Can a boy fobget his motheb 


5 


251 


Calling fob thee 


158 


60 


Calvaey's steeam is flowing 


163 


168 


Cleanse me now 


185 


88 


Cleanseth white as snow 


159 


194 


Close thy heaet no mobe 


115 


90 


Come, contrite one, and seek His 




188 




81 


41 


Come, every soul by sin oppressed 


223 




Come, Gkeat Deliveeeb, come 


34 


166 


Come, my soul 


118 


269 


Come, sinners, to the Gospel feast. 


217 


185 


Come, sinners, to the Living One. . 


52 


183 


Come to Jesus 


61 


54 


Come to the feast 


190 




Come, we that love the Lord . . . . 


266 


2UI 


Come with hearts and voices now. 


287 


35 


Come, ye sinnebs, poob and needy 


296 




Companionship with Jesus 


268 


2U4 


Conquering now and still to con- 






qQer 


16 


35 


CONSEOBATION 


63 


61 


Counted in 


104 


98 


Ceown Him Lobd of all 


239 


255 


Day is dying in the west 


169 


179 


Delights of the Sabbath 


216 


243 


Don't let ix be said too i-atb 


171 



227 



INDEX. 





No. 




No. 


Down at the Cross where my Savior 




Heab and answer prayer 


191 


died 


256 


Hear the footsteps of Jesus 


106 


Do yoa hear the Savior's voice? . . 


11 


He came from the heavenly land 


95 


Do you long to be made free? .... 


139 


He game to save me 


'^75 






He hath spoken, be still 


12 


Earthly ties are breaking 

Entibe oonseoeation 


132 


He heabd my pbateb. . . . 


194 


291 


Heirs to the kingdom of Jesus 


24 


Eye hath not seen 


126 


He is able to delivee thee 


112 






He is just the same to-day 


156 


Fade, fade each earthly joy 


192 


He'll mention them no mobe 


44 


Far and near the fields are teeming 


227 


Help just a little 


274 


Far away in the depths of my spirit 




Here in thy name we are gathered 


22 


to-night 


7 


He set the joy-bells ringing 


66 


Fill me now 


265 


He's the Prince of Peacemakers 


12 


Follow all the way 


69 


He that dwelleth in the presence. . 
He took my place 


124 


Fob Chbibt and the Chuboh 


4 


166 


Forever here my rest shall be 


298 


He will help you 


139 


From all that dwell below the 




Him that cometh unto me 


273 


skies 


233 


Ho! every one that thirsteth 


190 


Feom death unto life 


142 


Holy Spirit, faithful Guide 


261 


From Greenland's Icy Mountains. 


294 


Home of the Soul 


148 


From out their night awaking 


208 


Hover o'er me, Holy Spirit 


265 


From that dear Cross where Jesus 




How bright the hope that Calvary 




died 


163 


brings 


137 


From the dazzling seats of glory . 


61 


How happy every child of grace. . 
How restless the soul of the 


130 


Give me Jestjs 


284 


wanderer 


18 


Gloeious fountain 


237 


How sweet the name of Jesus 




Gloet, He saves 


92 


sounds 


213 


Gloey to God, Hallelujah 


86 


How tedious and tasteless the hours 211 


Gloijy to His Name 


256 






Glory to Jesus, He saves even me. 


92 


I am coming to Jesus for rest 


221 


God be with you till we meet 




I am coming to the Ceoss 


252 


again 


299 


I am dwelling on the mountain . . . 


249 


Go to the lost that peeish 


105 


I AM glad THEEE is CLEANSING 


137 


Go TELL THE WOELD OF HiS LOVE . . 


24 


I am passing down the valley 


65 


Go tell the world who are watching 




I am praying, blessed Savior 


191 


in sorrow 


53 

297 


I AM SAVED, THE LoRD HATH SAVED 
ME 




Guide me, thou great Jehovah . . 


229 






I am walking to-day in the sweet 






99 
147 


Beulah Land 

I believe Jesus saves 


ns 




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Hark from the Joyland 


172 


I had wandered far away 


104 




30 


I have a song I love to sing 

I have found a friend in Jesus 


3 


Hark, the herald angels sing 


280 


288 


Hark, tis the Shepherd's voice I 




I have heard my Savior calling. . . 


69 


hear 


186 


I have laid my burden down 


76 


HaBVEST TIME 


141 


I have learned the sweetest song. . 


201 


Have you been to Jesus for the 




I KNOW AND I AM TRUSTING 


50 


cleansing power 


222 


I know I love Thee better, Lord. . 


253 


Have you ever heard the story?. . . 


156 


I know of a stream that floweth . . 


60 


Have you toiled all night? 


62 


I KNOW THAT MY ReDEEMEE LIVES.. 


180 


Healing at the fountain 


153 


I'll LIVE FOE Him 


246 



INDEX. 



I'll sing my deab Redekmeb's 

FBAISE 

I LOVE Him fab betteb 

I'm believing and beoeiving 

I'm going now to Jesus 

Immanuel's Land 

I'm satisfied with Jesus 

I must have the Savior with me. . . 

In a world where sorrow 

India's awakening 

In dreams I hear a song so sweet. 

In my heart a song is rising 

Inteboede fob me 

In the Cboss of Christ 

In the Globt Land 

In the harvest field there is work 

to do 

In the Rifted Rock I'm resting . . . 

In the shadow of Thy wing 

In the shadow of Thy wings, 

dearest Savior 

In the silent hours of darkness . . . 
In the storms of life my Savior's 

near 

In Thy perfect peace divine 

Invitation 

I sang one day a sad, sweet song. . 
I saw a blood-washed pilgrim 

I SHALL BE satisfied 

Is MY name written THERE 

I take my portion from Thy hand 
I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of 

God 

It is good TO be here 

It pays to serve Jesus 

It beaches me 

It will never grow old 

I've a message from the Lord .... 

I've been redeemed 

I've found a joy in sorrow 

I've found the pearl of greatest 

price 

I've reached the land of corn and 

wine 

I've wandered far away from God. 

I will follow Jesus 

I WILL shout His praise in glory . 

Jesus all my grief is sharing 

Jesus foe me 

Jesus, I come to Thee 

Jesus is mine 

Jesus is passing by 



107 

55 

217 

77 

17 

155 

257 

113 

232 

254 

125 

290 

93 

32 

120 

79 

200 

255 

129 

176 

56 

98 

20 

205 

192 

81 



No. 

Jesus, keep me neab Thee 178 

Jesus leads 9 

Jesus, lover of my soul 289 

Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone. . . 292 

Jesus my joy . . 79 

Jesus, my Lord, to Thee I cry 210 

Jesus, my Savior, is all things to 

me 20 

Jesus neveb leaves mb 107 

Jesus saves 279 

Jesus shall reign where'er the 

sun 231 

Jesus spoke peace to my soul 101 

Jesus, the Light of the world . . 280 

Jesus, the name high over all 214 

Jesus will give you best 277 

Joyfully march along 170 

Just as I am, without one plea 264 



Keep olose to Jesus. 

Keep MARcrriNG on 

Keep me ever 



189 
55 



Labob on Ill 

Launch out 62 

Leaning on the Eveblasting Aems 82 

Let me to Thy bosom fly 57 

Let the light of love shine clear . . 184 
Life wears a different face to me. . 109 

Like a shepherd tender, true 9 

Listen to the blessed invitation. ., 273 

Look and live 32 

Look up, lift up 146 

Look up to Jesus 146 

Lord, I care not for riches 257 

Lord, I'm coming home 129 

Lord, see us now with one accord . 206 

Lost, lost on the mountains 197 

Love found me 27 

Loving kindness 183 

March on, march on, follow the 

mighty commander 88 

Marching to glory 287 

Marching to Zion 266 

Mary to the Saviob's tomb 115 

Mighty to save 53 

Missionary Hymn 294 

Mobe about Jesus 1 

Moee love to Thee 29 

Moments of blessing 33 

My body, soul and spirit 63 

My faith looks up to Thee 247 



229 



INDEX. 



My Father is rich in houses and 
lands 

My heart uplifts a happy song 

My life, my love, I give to Thee. .. 

Mx Mothek's Bible 

Mt only Inteboessob 

My Savior died to open wide 

My sins are all forgiven 

My soul doth sing of my Heavenly 
King 

My soul in sad exile was out on 
life's sea 

My soul sings glory all the way. . . 

Neabee, my God, to thee 

Not a sound invades the stillness . . 

O blessed feet of Jesus 

O DAY or BEST AND GLADNESS 

Of Him who did salvation bbing . 
o fob a closee walk with god . . . 
o fob a faith that will not 

SHEINK 

O FOB A HEABT WHITES THAN BNOW. 
O HAPPY DAY THAT FIXED MY 

CHOICE . . ; 

Oh, blessed fellowship divine 

Oh, bless the Lord, He cleansed my 

soul 

Oh, bless the Lord, what joy is mine 
Oh, hear my cry, be gracious now 

to me -. 

Oh, fob a THOUSAND TONGUES TO 
SING 

Oh, FOE A VISION OF Jesus 

Oh, guilty, sinner, come and find.. 
Oh, have you not heard of that 

country above 

Oh, home-land of the true and 

faithful 

Oh, now I see the crimson wave. .. 
Oh, scatter seeds of loving deeds. . 

Oh, such wondeeful love 

Oh, the best friend to have is Jesus 

Oh, the powek of Jesus 

Oh, they tell me of a home 

Oh, think of the home over there.. 

Oh, this uttermost salvation 

Oh, tis globy 

Oh, wandeeeb lost 

O Jesus Lord, thy dying love 

O mourner of Zion, how blessed 

art thou 



198 
203 
218 
212 

215 



278 



Ko. 

One sweetly solemn thought 181 

One thing I know 138 

Only the blood of Jesus 123 

Only to follow day by day 99 

Only tbust Him 223 

On the cross my Savior bought 

me 91 

On the way 187 

Onwaed and upwaed 74 

Onwabd, Cheistian boldiebs 110 

Onward still and upward 74 

the great love the dear Savior 

has shown 85 

the unsearchable riches of Christ 49 
troubled heart, behold and see. . 68 
Our friends on earth we meet with 

pleasure 286 

Out in the breakers are perishing 

souls 119 

Out on a desert all barren and 

cold 158 

Peace in believing 13 

Prayer is the key 59 

Peecious Jesus 201 

Peeoious peesence of Jesus 211 

Put my name on the list 10 

Put on the gloeious abmob 151 

Redeemed, how I love to proclaim 

it 276 

Rejoice, eejoioe, the lost is 

found 170 

Remembebed blessings 77 

Rest, sweet best 172 

Revive us again 282 

Rich are the moments of blessing. 33 

RiSE AND LET HIM IN .... 11 

Rock of Ages, cleft for me 248 

Rose of Sharon, thy rich fragrance 150 

Rouse, ye Christian workers 42 

Rouse, ye saints 161 

Satisfied 45 

Saved to the uttebmost 262 

Save one 119 

Savior, hear me, while before Thy 

feet 100 

Savior, thy dying love 177 

Scattebing peecious seed 23 

scatteb sunbeams 184 

Soattkb sunbhike 87 



830 



INDEX. 





No. 




No. 




31 




78 


Seeking the lobt 


64 


The Geeat Physician now is heee 


240 


Send anotheb Pentecost 


206 


The Haven of Rest 


281 




88 


The home over these 


235 


Shall I tubn back? 


197 


The Land of Beulah 


249 


Shall walk in white 


195 


The Lily of the Valley 


288 


Showebs of blessing 


22 


The Loed bless thee 


225 


Since I found my Saviok 


109 


The Lord's our Rock, in Him we 




Since I have been bedeemed 


3 


hide 


16S 


Sins of years are washed away 


199 


The love of God this shoreless sea . 


224 


Sitting at the feet of Jesus 


230 


The love of Jesus 


91 


Some blessed day 


75 


The moening light is bbeaking. . . 


241 


Some day 


202 


The penitent's plea 


100 


Some day, bnt when I cannot tell. 


75 


The pbeoious blood 


40 


Some day in that bright home above 


202 


The prize is set before us 


174 


Some happy day 


97 


There comes a time when life is 




Something fob Jesus 


177 


sped 


195 


Sowing in the morning 


295 






Speak just a wobd 


128 


There comes to my heart one sweet 




Standing on the peomises 


272' 


strain 


67 


Stand up foe Jesus 


263 


There is a Fountain filled with 




Step out on the promise 


278 


blood 


237 


Stepping in the light 


267 


There is a land, a sunny land 


103 


Still out of Chkist 


114 


There is healing at the Fountain. . 


153 


Sunshine in the Soul 


226 


These is joy in heaven to-night. . 


116 


Sweet are the promises 


86 


There's a beautiful land on high. . 


78 


Sweet is the work, my God, my 




Thebe's a blessing at the ceoss 




King 


216 




76 






Sweetly now are angels singing . . . 


145 


There's a city that looks o'er the 






271 




186 


Sweet peace, the gift of God's 




There's a dear and precious Book. 


84 


liOVE 


67 
150 


There's a gbeat day coming 

Thebe's a hand held out 


140 


Sweet Rose of Shabon 


25 






There's a song in my heart 


90 


Take me as I am 


210 


Thebe's a wideness in God's mescy 


149 


Take my life and let it be 


291 


Thebe's nothing abiding 


132 


Take the world, but give me Jesns. 


284 


There's power in the Gospel 


135 


Tell it out with gladness 


96 


There's sunshine in my soul to-day 


226 


Tell it to Jesus 


283 


The Sabbath vespee hour 


71 


The best feiend is Jesus 


28 


The sands of time are sinking 


157 


The blood-washed pilgbim 


17 


The Savior with me 


117 


The bbight foeeveemobe 


103 


The seed I have scattered 


141 


The call fob beapebs 


227 


The stsangeb at the door 


51 


The child of a King 


220 


The sweet Beulah Land 


133 




48 
136 




V^, 


The city of gold 


The very same Jesus 


62 


The cleansing blood 


123 


The waiting Saviob 


26 


The cleansing wave 


259 


This, too, will pass away 


102 


The ceoss is not gbeateb 


134 


Tho' numbered with the sin defiled 


165 


The cross that he gave may be 




Though your sins be as scarlet. . 


15 


heavy 


134 


Thou thinkest. Lord, of me 


182 




46 
69 


Throw out the Life-line 

Thy deabest Feiend 


14 


The golden key 


68 



231 



INDEX. 



No. 

Thy Holt Spibit, Lobd, alone ... 37 

Tidings, happy tidings 147 

'Till I learned to love Thy name. . 142 

'TiS so SWEET TO TRUST IN JeSUS . . 285 

'Tis the grandest theme 112 

To Him who from bondage has 

brought me 101 

To Thy Cross, dear Christ, I'm 

clinging 244 

Tkiumph by and by 174 

TkUSTING, O WHAT PEACE 60 

Trying to walk in tho steps of our 

Savior 267 

'T was wondrous love 193 

Twilight 169 

Unseaeohable eiohes 49 

Use me, O my gracious Savior .... 127 

Use me, Saviob . 127 

Vale of Beulah 65 

ViOTOBY THEOUGH GBAOE 16 

Wash me, Lamb of God 175 

Wo are building in sorrow or joy.. 2 

We are marching at the call of God 189 
We are never, never weary of the 

grand old song 86 

Weary child, thy sin forsaking 115 

We have an anchor 293 

We h-ave heard a joyful sound 279 

We'll nevee say goodby 286 

We'll sing of the statutes Divine . . 48 

We praise Thee, O God 282 

We shall sing the glad new song 89 

We shall stand befoee the King 154 

We've 'listed in a Holy War 207 

We walk by faith 108 

What a fellowship, what a joy 

divine 82 

What a Feiend we have in Jesus. 236 

Whate'ee it be 113 

What will it matteb 196 



T^ No. 

What will you do 58 

What wouldst Thou have mo to do. 

Lord 19 

Whence Jesus came, I cannot tell.. 21 
When I shall wake in that fair 

morn 155 

When I subvey the wondbous 

Ceoss 234 

When Jesus comes to reward His 

servants 143 

When Jesus laid His crown aside . 275 

When my Saviob I shall see 144 

When out in sin and darkness lost 27 

When some great sorrow 102 

When temptations press my soul . 13 
When the port of Heaven opens . . 46 
When the eoll is called up yondeb 164 
When the trumpet of tho Lord 

shall sound 164 

When you start for the Heavenly 

land 6 

Wheee He leads, I'll follow. ... 36 

WniiiE Jesus whispees 47 

While life peolongs its peecious 

LIGHT 219 

While we bow in Thy name 254 

Whispeeings of Jesus 83 

Who'll enroll his name 10 

Who will follow Jesus ? 167 

Will Jesus find us watching ? . . . 143 

Will you come, will you come 277 

Will your anchor hold 293 

Wilt thou be made whole? 106 

Winning souls foe Jesus 42 

W^ith a sweeter music 116 

Wonderful deliverer, blessed be His 

name 94 

Wondeeful Peace 7 

WONDEEFUL ReDEEMEE 94 

Wondbous Love 193 

WOEK, FOB the night IS COMING . . 258 

You ask what makes me happy. . . 56 



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